From Goldy (my street name) Back in the forties in Brownsville in Brooklyn, we made our own scooter. We would get a crate from the fruit and vegetable store, a 2×4 was nailed to it and half a skate, one in front and one in the back nailed to the 2×4. If we could, we would make handlebars from 2 pieces of wood nailed in a “v” shape on top of the crate. We would then decorate the front of the crate with bottle caps. We could run errands for grandma by putting packages inside the crate. That was all we could afford for transportation.
Hooray for anything that can pepetuate the sound of roller skates! My scooter was built for me by my next-door-neighbor, Harry Schwartz, who used making it, I think, as a diversion from studying for the PA bar exam. He even painted it pink for me. Harry, if you’re out there, I am still grateful.Nobody built anything for me as fun as that scooter!
Remember scooters? I mean the REAL make-your-own type we constructed in the 60’s and not the store bought metal ones! Wooden crate was nailed onto a 4 foot 2×4 board then a scate was opened into front and back halves with each half nailed onto the ends of the 2×4. Scooters were an occasional substitute for your bike to get around. Also you were “the man” if your scooter was expertly constructed and decorated (the most popular decoration was to nail soda caps into the wood). Scooter wars were fun too. 2 guys would go at it with repeated head-to-head crashes until only one was left!