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This one would make Doug laugh. A bunch of of us were
hanging out at the beach, skim boards were the hot thing
and we were creating new shapes and trying new tricks
with them. Doug comes running up the beach, throws his
down and sliding up to us while we notice his is
shooting a rooster tailof water up behind him. None of
us had ever seen a board do that, so we are anxious to
see what he has created. As he gets closer we see that
he's riding a yield sign. Note: Street signs in those
days were 3/8 plywood which made it the perfect
thickness and weight. Doug lets us try it out and it
works great. The shape and size was ideal. Doug notices
that my board is getting thin and warn so he volunteers
to help me get a sign for a new board. I knew where a
sign was not far away, so off we go. He parked his VW on
the next block and checked out the corner where the sign
is. Quiet neighborhood all clear. Got the bottom bolt
off but I had to get on Doug’s shoulders to get the top
one. It's almost off and I'm looking past the sign up
the street and a cop car is coming. I’m yelling for Doug
to let me down and he's not seeing the cop car yet.
Finally Doug makes the connection and the race was on.
We're running through yards jumping hedges, what ever it
took to keep from getting caught. Both of us were on the
track team so this was good sport. We ended up running
all the way back to the beach before going back after
his VW. I'll say Doug was the fastest that day and we
did get that sign the next day. Those were fun times.
Doug was a carefree gentle soul. I’ll bet his spirit is
still at that beach skimming the surf. Rest in peace old
friend.
Submitted by
King Lloyd 8/13/07 |
