When my grandparents lived in Colts Neck, they had a record player in their living room we used to listen to. And one of my favorite memories is when he would play the song "Break My Stride"... (Ain't nothin' gonna to break my stride...Aint nobody's gonna slow me down, oh-no, I got to keep on movin')...and my brothers and I would slide across the hard wood floors in our socks dancing to it. At the same time, my grandma was usally making rice crispy treats with chocolate frosting for us in the kitchen.