I was an 11-year-old living in Stafford, Virginia jamming out with my yellow Sony Sports Walkman, probably listening to artists likely Wilson Phillips, Roxette, Janet Jackson, oh, and of course, Vanilla Ice, Ice, Baby, MC Hammer and his pants, and who can forget Milli Vanilli? All favorites with this Starter-jacket-wearing 6th-grader. Country music wasn’t even onContinue reading “Better off in a pine box…”
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The Rhode Island Rider Rides Again
The last time I considered myself a skater was in 4th grade. I was living in Newport, Rhode Island and had the sickest neon green Tony Hawk skateboard in the neighborhood. It was custom built with two red wheels and two green. The trucks were tight, the grip tape was grippy, I was a miniContinue reading “The Rhode Island Rider Rides Again”
Out of the Wilderness 