I took a wrong turn today and drove through a neighborhood I probably hadn't seen in 20 years. The small houses I remembered had either been remodeled grandly, or torn down and replaced and all the empty lots now had mini-mansions. Then I saw something that really warmed my heart; two young girls were roller skating on the sidewalk, laughing and having the best time. The younger one was looking up to the older. The neighborhood had changed, but kids hadn't.
This is how we did it in the 1940s-50s. The base could be lengthened so you could pass them on to the next kid. It would hurt when the shoe clip would slip and you'd go flying into the grass.
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