There were a lot of Friday nights that Nick Azzaro and I would spend at the rolladium. Some of the things I remember:

• Playing video games.


• Sleeping when I got tired.


• Eating junk food in the cafeteria they had.


• Going to the pro shop and buying neon light-up glow sticks.


• Seeing older people make out and kiss.


• Talking with friends.


• Rollerblading.


• Ninja turtles 4 player.


• Street fighter (the original)


• Those round orange seats.


• Running into and falling into those round seats.


• All of the great 80's ballads that are great to skate round and around
  all frickin night long!!
  
  
  

My grandparents used to own a trailor in the flint area I believe. It was a nice place where a bunch of old farts used to live. I dont really remember a whole lot about it, but one thing I cant forget about it was the time that we rented Boyz In The Hood. (Yeah me and my brother were ghetto even back then.)

I was watching it when my grandma saw the scene where there is some "T and A." She turned the T.V. off.... it was kind of funny. Another thing I kind of remember was a pond where we used to hang out to maybe look at some fish. I think we just spent the night out there a few times.

I vividly remember this POS van that we used to have. I think my Dad bought it for 500 bucks.

It was such a POS that one time my Dad would tap his ashes from his cigarettes directly on the floor as well as let us spit on the floor before they put this ghetto carpet in. We only did that once. Additionally the crapper had a hole in the floor and we could see the road as we drove. It was sweet.

When it started up it was a loud shrieking noise. And one time I was chilling outside and my Dad started it up out of the blue. It scared me soo bad that I ran to the door thinking someone is doing a drive by.

I ran my kneee directly into the corner of the porch and I still have a scar to this day. I even remember having a cast on my knee and I remember ripping it apart because I itched soo bad.

I remember my first encounter of someone doing something really bad to me.  My brother and I were hanging out one day.  He was riding his bike and I was riding my knight rider three wheeler (i forgot what those things were called). 

Anyways we were passing the backside of this park right next to our house which was pretty rare that we were that far and these bullies approached us.

One of them had a bottle of some sort filled with mud and who knows what else.  My brother got away, but they sprayed me with it.

I cried....  :.-(

I went trick or treating with my dad, my brother and my cousins one year in my old neighborhood in Birdland.  After receiving candy from each person, we would thank them.
    dan10878, however would always say "Thank Lou".  He had a lisp or something at the time.
    Eventually, one of had to ask, "Who's Lou?"