Giving Up Would Be Too Easy

I'm transfering this over from my Multiply site...I like it here better...this was back in early Dec.
So this past weekend i went to some of the places i grew up skateboarding here in San Antonio. Some of the places i hadn't been to in years...all the memories...all the friends...i'm glad i took these photos. it was a time of hand me downs, 3 dollars for a soda and some hotdogs from the gas station. landing a new trick for the first time, falling on your face more than you can count. you waited till friday night for the skatejam at the pavillion....skating all weekend. everyone telling you your going to grow out of it...Just wait till you get a car...fuck that...that car enabled me to get farther way to skate... it got me to the shows i couldn't get to before...back when going to Hogwild was a BIG DEAL. going to the schools you heard everyone talk about on the weekend just to skate on the weekends. the backpack full of cassette tapes...scoring a pack of smokes...mini ramp sessions, skate jam bbq's, the girls who like guys that skated. JFA and Minor Threat...meeting the skinhead at the Gazeebo by the alamo who skated in boots. going to demos waiting for a board toss...ollie spots on your shoes...- powell and peralta or Zorlac. Kevin Staab or Mike Mcgill. Jimmy Z's or T&C surf. Nostalgia! what would i be into if i hadn't seen Thrashin' in 1988 at the windsor park mall theatre with my mom...or seeing rodney mullen doing a one man demo at the Swatch booth at Dillards...obsessing over ads in thrasher...begging my dad to build me a mini ramp...wanting to be a dagger and not a valley Jerk! Hearing "wild in the streets" during the big chase scene in thrashin'. i grew up in ditches and on curbs and wouldn't want it any different. thanks for all the memories, my useless wooden toy.
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