I was driving home today from seeing Al and I heard this song on the radio. It instantly took me back to when I was five years old. My Dad worked at the local skating rink, and I was his tag-a-long. I grew up on skates.
One of Dad’s favorite songs was this;
Oh Dad used to fly around the round rink with the wooden floor. All girls loved my Daddy. He was the one with the blue eyes and wavy hair. Gelled back to stay in place and tall and thin. Daddy taught me to skate fast, backwards, and do tricks. When I was 16 years old he bought me my first pair of real good skates with wooden wheels. They cost $150.00 at that time.
Tears still come to my eyes when I hear this. I am like most daughters. There is a void that is in my heart. I hate him for what he has done to Al, but I also worshiped him at the same time.
When I was at the age where I could get a record player and keep it in my room, I listened to these songs.
As I got older and got married I finally got in to the Rolling Stones. I listened to mainly one song.
- Skating (goaliejourney.wordpress.com)