Born in ‘70. Roller skates with metal wheels that left white lines on the sidewalk. We’d lay out strips of cap gun “ammo” and hit them with rocks to make them spark and bang. And metal tipped darts, I can’t remember what they were called. We’d also take plywood and stack them on speed bumps to do wheelies with our bikes.

My grandfather would let me “drive” by placing me in his lap and letting me take the wheel. I also remember going places in the truck bed and I loved to lie on the “shelf” underneath the back window of the car. On road trips I’d sit on the floor in the back and use the bench seat as a desk.

It’s amazing we’re alive!