Another Hundred

My favorite thing to do as a kid was roller skate. I was five when I got my first pair—metal ones that attached to my shoes. I tightened them with a key that my dad put on an old shoestring for me to wear around my neck. When I got old enough to go to the roller rink, I had a pair of white boot skates. My brother and I would jitterbug to Rockin’ Robin, spinning each other around fast as we could go. I still remember flying and laughing, the air chasing behind us, trying to keep up.