Classic Skating

When first announced in church that the ward would have an activity to go to Classic Skating, a flood door was opened and memories of my childhood began rushing in. When I was in 5th and 6th grade, Classic Skating was THE hang out spot. After Mom’s dropped you off you would spend a night of roller blading fun! Not to mention the butterflies that would come alive in your abdomen when a “snowball” song was played and you held hands and skated with a handsome stranger. I giggle at these memories, because as a 5th grader you really couldn’t appreciate a handsome stranger. Finally the day came to return to Classic Skating. The carpet that glowed in the black light, the smooth surface of the rink, and the disco ball as the center of the arena was a familiar location of long past memories. The night was so much fun. Skating, falling and of course a “snowball” song created new memories to compliment the old. Some things you never grow out of, that’s one of the precious beauties of life.