I Missed Out On All The Fun For 30 Years

December of 1975 was a Hanukkah of OP Shorts for my bother, tube socks for both of us, and bright plastic skateboards from Mr. Johnny’s toys. Mine was Green and vaguley translucent, it was pointy at both ends and impossibly narrow. My brother and I sat on them and rolled from one end of the tiny living room to the other. My brother later stood up on his. A few years after that California had a drought and water rationing went into effect. No one was allowed to water their …