When I was little, I used to have a Huffy, banana-seat bike. My sister, Casey, had one, too, and Cynderballs had a ten-speed. For fun, we had a pair of leather, strap on roller skates that we could put over our sneakers. They made our feet vibrate and when you took them off, you always felt like the legs were asleep. Often, we'd tie a jump rope to the back of a bike and played water skier on Amalfi Drive. Being pulled by a banana seat bike was a great past time.
I am thinking of our quirky games this morning and wishing the three of us had the energy to ski around Cherry Heights once more. Carefree. Innocent. Youthful. Alive.
Here's hoping summer memories are being created by children in Central, New York, today.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
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