March 25, 1895
5:00 PM PST

As Verne stepped into the roller rink, he looked around. He sure was stunned by how different it looked. It actually seemed a little odd to think that there would be no rock music. Of course, there was no video game arcade. Still, he actually had a very good feeling that he would have a lot of fun. The band didn't seem to be half-bad, either.

"Do you want to be my partner?" Linda asked, as she smiled at Verne. "I come here a couple times a week. Mommy thinks rollerskating is quite dangerous, but I think this is a lot of fun. So, Verne, you and your brother went rollerskating many times before?"

"Oh, yeah," Verne replied, as his lips curved into a smile. "Mom was also pretty leary of letting us rollerskate, but now she herself really enjoys doing it." As he pointed to the skate floor, as he added, Hey, there she is! She and Dad are skating together!"

"Wow, they're good!" gasped Sarah. "You know, Mr. Brown simply reminds me of my grandfather. In fact, he was always kind of like a grandfather to me - and I'm happy that you came back to visit. So, tell me, just what is it like living in San Francisco? It's probably more interesting than Hill Valley, I'm guessing. After all, it's a real big city."

"I have some relatives," explained Bruce, "who live in San Francisco. Would you, by any chance, happen to know Rudy Kuehn? He really is about the same age as I am, and we've always been very close. Hey, whereabout in San Francisco do you live?"

"Well, uh," Verne replied, nervously, "my parents would simply prefer for me to not tell anyone where we live. I can't quite say that I know Rudy Kuehn. I suppose that's, uh, because San Fransisco is such a big city. Well, it's a little bit different from Hill Valley."

"Yeah, it really is different," agreed Bruce. "Well, it's a shame that your parents won't let you give us your address. I mean, I was sure hoping that we could come visit you. Well, I guess you really do have to obey your parents." With a sigh, he added, "I just think it'd be nice for us to keep in contact. Anyway, how about we start skating?"

"I see William and Jennifer," called out Linda, as he pointed to the skate floor. "I see Otis and Tiff, as well." With a sudden laugh, she added, "You know what might quite be funny. If Otis and Jennifer were to fall in love. After all, Jennifer is adopted."

"Shame on you, Linda," Abraham scolded, wagging his finger. "You really should know better than to suggest a thing like that. Granted, Jennifer might be adopted - but she still is a part of the Peabody family. It doesn't matter, if they're not blood-related."

"I'm sure she meant no harm," replied Sarah, as she came to Linda's defense. "Even though, I suppose you're right. Also, knowing how strict Mrs. Peabody can be... I'm sure glad that my mother isn't quite like her. She always criticizes Jenn for not being ladylike enough. I'm glad that my mother is more open-minded about my activities."

As the group headed to the skate floor, Verne thought of his own parents. He simply had a unique family, as he had parents from two different time periods. He and Jules were also from two different time periods. Still, in other ways, his family was normal.

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"Youi're quite right, Marty," Jennifer whispered, awed. "That band does look a lot like ZZ Top. I almost wish I could've been at that festival, uh, ten years ago." She looked up, as she added, "I rather must say, this is a pretty fine roller rink. I was telling, uh, Rhett that I think the band is playing great music. It's great that we all came here."

"Yeah, it certainly is," replied Gerald, nodding. "Ever since this roller rink was built, it has just made this town a lot more interesting. I mean, we'll probably never become as big as San Francisco or Sacramento. Still, this makes me feel happy to live here."

"Our friend is back," explained Larry, warmly. "I must say, I always felt so bad for her brother. I can imagine how hard it would be, to have vision problems. I really think we tend to take certain things for granted. I'd feel quite horrible, if I ever lost my vision."

As Marty glanced at the girl approaching the group, he was taken aback by how she bore a strong resemblance to his girlfriend. Her hair was a little darker, though - and she had grey eyes. As he pondered over the trip that he and Jennifer took to 1903, he realized who the girl was. He also recalled meeting her visually-impaired brother.

"Hey, Jessica," called out Larry, as he waved the girl over. "I'm real happy that you and your parents are finally back." After a pause, he added, "These are some close friends of the Browns, Rhett and Jennifer Eastwood. They're from San Francisco."

"It's a real pleasure to meet you," Jessica replied, warmly. As she shook Marty's hand, she added, "My name's Jessica Parker." To Jennifer, she added, "I must say, you sure do resemble me." With a wistful sigh, as she added, "I can hardly wait for summer."

"That's when your brother comes home, right?" asked Mary, as Jessica nodded. "He certainly is quite a sweet young boy. He really knows how to see the positive in life, and I believe we could all learn a thing or two from him." To Marty and Jennifer, she added, "So, just what's it like in San Francisco? Rhett, what do you do for a living?"

"Rhett plays the guitar," explained Jennifer, as she smiled warmly at Marty. "He sure does a real excellent job, and... Well, I probably do enjoy listening to music just as much as he does - but I simply don't have any of the music talent that he does."

"Oh, really?" Jessica gasped, impressed. Turning to Marty, she added, "Well, in that case, I would simply love to hear you play. I play the piano - and I also have a huge enthusiasm for music, as well. You know, Rhett - you really do look familiar to me."

"Well, you might be thinking of his older brother," suggested Mary. "His older brother was none other than the legendary Clint Eastwood. I think it's very tragic that he fell into the ravine. On top of everything, I sure don't think that the body has ever been found. God bless his poor soul. I never had a chance to meet him, which is a shame."

"Clint Eastwood really crashed into the McFly farm," recalled Jessica. "Our family had breakfast with them that morning, and I remember seeing how he was knocked out." Turning to Marty, she added, "I take it that you miss your brother terribly, Rhett?"

Marty nodded, as he began to ponder over how Seamus had taken a great fondness for him. Marty realized how relieved he sure felt about his ancestor finding out about of his true identity. He figured that Seamus took the death of Clint Eastwood badly.

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Amy couldn't remember the last time she had as much fun, as she reluctantly left the skate floor. She was sure amazed to see that she still had her talent. It actually took plenty of convincing, though, to get her husband to join her. After all, HG had never rollerskated before - and he was real scared that he might end up losing his balance.

"This is quite so much fun," Clara commented, breathlessly. "The boys go rollerskating all the time, and I can still remember the very first time that I tried it. It sure made me feel so insecure, to think that the boys had better balance. I did get better, though."

"I really think I had enough rollerskating for one evening," HG commented, as he sat down. "I nearly slipped a few times, and I don't wish to break any bones. I will admit that it was rather fun - but, the thing is, I'm actually not as young as I used to be."

"Well, hey, look at me," Doc pointed out, laughing. "Even though, granted, I did have the rejuvenation - which sure added quite a few years to my life. Now, when it comes to skateboarding... Well, Marty is sure good at it - even though he tends to do plenty of things that are, well, dangerous. Things that we don't want our boys to be doing."

"I'm not sure what skateboarding is," Seamus commented, laughing. "I really can't get my wife to go rollerskating. She didn't want our children to be doing it, either. I rather had a tough time convincing her to let the kids have fun. She can be pretty uptight."

"I'm sure your wife really means well," pointed out Clara. "I mean, as a mother, I think it's only natural to be concerned about your children's safety. In a few ways, things in the future can be more dangerous. Society has come be so dependant on electricity."

"Well, except for the Amish," Amy replied, laughing. "I used to go rollerskating all the time. It was one hobby that I've just missed. As much I do miss the future, there are definite perks to this time period." Lifting up the baby, she added, "She is just lovely, and I really love the way she coos. I actually think Emily is a very nice name for her."

"Well, uh," Clara replied, nervously, "we named her Haven. The thing is, I was looking at pictures of newborn babies - and, when I saw that one of them was named Haven, I decided to go with that name. I always really loved the word 'haven', but it was..."

"I agree that it is a rather pretty word," agreed Amy. "I even spent some time in New Haven, Connecticut - and I remember liking the city's name. I simply never thought of using that for a girl's name, though. Well, in that case, Haven is also a lovely name."

"Yeah, it's sure a pretty word," Seamus commented, dreamily. "Well, I really wonder what young Haven will grow up to be like. It looks like young William will just grow up to resemble my brother, Martin - and your Martin, for that matter. I really can't get over how much the two look alike." As he looked up, he added, "Marty is good!"

As Amy was watching Marty, she really thought of what she and her husband would name their own children. If they had a boy, they might call her George - and, if they had a girl, they would likely call her Jane. She then turned to smile at her husband.