Wednesday, December 15, 2010
My goodness. I remember being SO excited when Christmas Eve arrived. I was so wound up and excited about what would be under the tree I could hardly stand it. I would lie there awake for hours, or so I thought. Seemed like hours to me. I'd be up at the crack o' dawn. If it was still dark out, daddy made me go on back to my room for a bit but I was up and down like a jack in the box so usually, he caved and turned the lights on, on the tree.
.I remember one Christmas when I was just turned twelve I wanted skates so badly I would have laid down and just swooned if I didn't get them. I have had two older brothers..much older, and the youngest of the two living at home of course and had me convinced I would never get those skates, that they were too expensive. So I opened several gifts Christmas morning, feeling gloomy, and my brother passed a rather large box to me and said to open that one next. It was heavy but that meant nothing to me..I didn't have any guesses. I just knew that I was disappointed and the world was at an end. No skates.
Of course, when I opened it, there they were. A beautiful white leather pair of Chicago skates. I thought I had, as the phrase goes, died and gone to heaven. I was thrilled past telling and called all my school friends. I went skating that very next weekend. Mind you, I had to learn how to skate and I dislocated my thumb doing that. I jammed it into the waist area of another skater coming in the opposite direction. H-U-R-T. He led me over to where they rented skates to those who didn't have magnificent Chicago white leather skates like MINE and the Manager of the place said "gimme your hand" which I obeyed and did and he pulled it back into place. OWWWW! But it was worth it. Purple thumb and all.
My brother taught me how to clean them..break them down a bit and clean and oil them just right. He and his girl friend (who became his wife) used to go there all the time too and skate so I never got to flirt much with the boys as he always had an eagle eye out for me. Man, I hated that!
That's a whole 'nother blog though.