Park

Another popular summer hangout was the neighborhood park. We were lucky to live right on its edge, so we could wander over and hang out anytime we wanted. 😎🏀

...and yes, Zack is about to walk right into the screen door...that's a fair representation of my childhood clumsiness! 😂

Movin'

I always loved that feeling after skating for hours — stepping out of those skates and back into regular shoes, but still feeling like I was gliding across the floor! 😁🛼

Time to Go

Leaving the skate rink was utter heartbreak — kids still zooming around the floor, neon lights still buzzing, music still thumping like the night wasn’t done… and you’re getting dragged out anyway. 🥺🛼

Jam

We can't talk about the skate rink without mentioning the music! 🎶

The DJ would drop that thumping bass and -BOOM- the whole place lit up. The wilder the beat, the faster we wanted to fly around that rink!

I can still hear that click‑clat rhythm the skates made as we picked up speed on the wooden floor! 😊🛼

Nine Down!

 I started drawing these childhood‑memory cartoons just for fun, never imagining I’d fill one sketchbook let alone nine! I’m so grateful for everyone who’s followed along over the years. Your encouragement has carried me farther than I ever expected

Now… on to sketchbook 10!

Couples Skate

'Couples Skate' always hit with that weird mix of nerves and hope — you wanted to be out there with the right person, not just anyone. So when a girl asked if I wanted to skate with her, I was flattered, sure… but I definitely wasn’t ready to lock in a lifelong commitment during a slow song at the rink. 😅🛼

Anchored

 

The skate rink always had a couple of arcade games, and for me they were basically home base. I’d drift over there between laps, half‑mesmerized by the blinking screens and half just trying not to roll away! 😅🛼