Skateboarding: That's How I Roll.
I had a Comp Day off of school Friday. I decided to head off to the local skateboarding park and ride. It was one of those stellar Pennsylvania days. Cool in the low 60's and sunny, my made-to-order day. I figured that the kids would be in school, or at least should be. And wouldn't be skating publically out in the open, playing hooky. I wanted to work on my skills without a crowd around. I skated for almost two hours. Exhausted at the end, and full of joy. It was fun. It is one of the ironies of life that we all wanted to grow up so quick and be an adult. Then, we become adults and wish we could go back. Life is like one of those parking lots where you pull in but can only go forward. So, skateboarding is the resumption of youth in spirit and not chronology. I examined the regs of the sign at the skatepark. No mention of plus 50 men being forbidden to ride. I was good. One cool thing about getting older is that I care less about what people think about me. When