Three-wheel Roller Skates

Super King Three Wheel Roller Skates Box

From the time he was born, my father’s family expended a lot of energy and resources in a futile attempt to make him into someone else.  He was the unwilling scion of an archaic business of the 19th century variety – one that was 100 years old when he sold it in the late 1960’s – after every relative who could object had conveniently passed away.

Afterwards, he focused on import/export ventures that never seemed to work out. One was a hand cream from England which my mother and I really liked but apparently no one else did. Another product which was not so good – freeze dried honey for food manufacturers – tasted artificial to me but I never had the nerve to share this with my father. I didn’t want to hurt his feelings. Anyway, someone had to encourage him and if not me, then who?

The three-wheel roller skates were another story!  I don’t know where dad found out about them, or their inventor who, like my father, must have been a dreamer obliged to spend his days working at an uninspiring job.

Perhaps a whimsical diversion from the mundane realities of steel manufacturing??

But one day he brought home a prototype  pair for me to try, and filmed me skating up and down the sidewalk in front of our building …They really stopped traffic, and although they were heavy, the ride was much smoother than the conventional 4-wheeled skates. There were no inline models available then, so these were “state of the art” at the time.

Nothing came of this business deal either, and I can honestly say that I am likely the only person in this great universe who is the lucky owner of an authentic pair of “Super King 3-Wheel Roller Skates!”

Home movie of my wobbly ride on the skates.

 

 

3-wheel roller skates

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The Birthday Gift

 

Birthday Gift from Dad

For my 15th birthday, my father gave me a camera.  It became an obsession. I took it everywhere and watched the world through the viewfinder — a safe place to hide and seek.  The images have faded but my memories are clear and sharp. I still have the camera, a Canon TLB and until fairly recently continued to use it eventhough bits and pieces were falling off of the body. Dad’s encouragement and support is sorely missed. In my teenage aloofness, I didn’t want to admit it at the time, but we were soulmates.

 

 

Dad age 6 and his dog Roy, a Great Dane, a gift from the Swift family

 

 

DAD

Jan. 23rd, 1915 – July 23rd, 1996

Surely, surely, slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore
Than labour in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and oar;
O, rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more.

The Lotos Eaters, Alfred Lord Tennyson

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Blizzard Photos, Chicago, IL – Feb. 1st and 2nd, 2011

I love the snow. We got into bed last night with our window shades raised so we could watch the blizzard. And we weren’t disappointed: lightning, thunder, howling winds, and of course, sheets of the white flakes racing sideways. It was the best of evenings to be home.

April, our dog looks for her tennis ball……

…….Found it!

Our Alley – pristine snow

Our son takes a break from digging a path out of our garage.

 Husband took care of the front!

 

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