Boogie boarding in the good old days-

My brother and I used to boogie board on the north side of HB pier in the seventies and eighties.

We were a couple of the old guys out there at the time.

We used to paddle out under the pier and have a blast.

We were out there a few days before the pier went down and road a couple of waves as big as a house. One wave was plenty.

It was like getting shot out of a cannon. What a blast.

I don’t see myself out there again, but it was good while it lasted.

Nothing lasts forever. Remember that and take a risk once in a while.

Read “The Adventures of the Smith Family,” my first novel. It is quite an adventure.

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