Skate World was a popular hang out in my small North Carolina town when I was a kid, especially Friday nights. I would lace up my speed skates that looked something like this –
Order up a Suicide. Come on fellow old folks. You know what this is, right? Here is a hint –
Play video games, skate, and wait, wait, wait, hoping that when the slow song came on that *the* boy would ask me to skate. I think he did once, but nothing happened when we skated to the back part of the rink where adults could not see you. Sigh.
This is Skate World in 2016.
It looks the exact same way it did in the 1980s, inside and out, although I do not remember the E and D being fatter letters than the others. I guess puberty distracted me from such important things.
I took my kiddos there 6 years ago and felt like I went back in time. Nothing had changed, not even the video games. Check us out. And, of course Samantha never let go of the bar… that’s my non trusting one. Trying to show off my speediness, I busted right in front of Aidan. I thought he was going to pee himself laughing so hard. The referee dude (what where they called again), you know the police type guy who made sure you did not skate too fast, came over to ask if I was ok. Sigh. And he called me ma’am. Sigh.
But the most entertaining part of the visit was the little kid who taught me how to play the video games without using a quarter. For real. Where was this dude when I was 12? He had a mullet, big ol’ Southern accent, and was super happy to teach us. Kernersville, or K-Vegas as we called it as kids.
Memories. Thanks to Melanie for these.