Lois Lowry's Blog
Well, I finally got around to reading this year's Newbery winner, WHEN YOU REACH ME, and though I enjoyed it, something nagged at me as a possible anachronism. The book is set in 1979, and there are kids using skateboards in it. My own children were teenagers in the 1970s, and I do not remember a single skateboard in our house or garage. There were bikes and skis and all sorts of things that I tripped over, but no skateboard. I do remember a grandson having a skateboard in the early 1990's.
This is hardly an earth-shaking issue but it continued to nag at me now and then. Finally, this morning, looking for yet one more way to procrastinate because I have to do some stuff I don't want to do...I googled the history of skateboarding. And yes indeed...it was around in the 1970's.
My kids grew up in Maine, living on a road with no sidewalks, and I suspect that is why we had no skateboards. They had horses; and maybe it is a truism that people who ride bikes and horses do not also skateboard. I don't know. But I do know that Google makes my life much easier much of the time.
The other night, watching "The Who" at halftime during the Superbowl, the question came up: how old is Paul McCartney? (I know, I know; he wasn't performing. It was just that the conversation meandered into Beatle-land) We all took a guess. Then I googled it on my iPhone. Answer: 68. (I lost. I said 72.)
Well. He looks 72. I wish he wouldn't dye his hair.