So, I decided to take it upon myself to think back of things I had as a kid.
First is Clem.
This was something my brother had. I remember he had more
than one. One was HUGE. I can't remember
exactly what Clem's story is, but
I remember this damn dog!
This ice cream cone comb was something I loved.
I believe it was from Avon, in the 70s. I never really
combed my hair with it, it sucked as an actual
comb, but I would put that thing in
the back pocket of my Gloria Vanderbelt
bluejeans. I was a bad ass 12 year old.
My brother and I had these exact skates.
We'd race up and down the driveway.
My fondest memory of them was the time my
brother and I had chicken pox at the same time.
My grandfather owned a couple of buildings that he rented out
and one that was his business.
On that day, my brother and I spent the day there.
We didn't feel sick, but we weren't allowed
at school, so we stayed at my grandfather's
office/shop with our mother for the day.
We strapped on our skates and I pretended I
was a hotrod roller derby badass.
I had these in elementary school. We walked to school back then and
I'd pop my wheels out and skate to and
One day, while watching CHiPs, a girl was stealing a
wad of jewelry from a shop and
popped some wheels out of her shoes for the
Oh man! That was it! I wanted to be
buried in these!
I loved these. I'd stand there and rock
back and forth from my toes
to my heels thinking this was the
coolest thing ever.