Saturday, May 8, 2010

Paul Davis-I go Crazy

1 comment:

Rene' said...

1978 Swinburne Park Skating Rink. I was in fifth grade with a bad crush on a boy named Andy. I was chubby with long braids and pretty much invisible to anyone of the male persuasion. I had a thing for 70's love songs and fresh ice. I remember winter Saturday afternoons hitting the ice right after the Zamboni finished resurfacing it. I used to bolt out of the warming house to get the first lap around the rink. This song was on heavy rotation back then and once my blade hit the ice, I was free. Life was good back then even if I was an awkward little girl who spent most of her youth dreaming about falling in love.