when i was a little kid, i use to play little league baseball. my team was the Cubs and the only thing i remember was Coach Dean hitting us with bats, balls, and even his hand. if it were today, he’d go to jail for child abuse. but to be honest, i think we deserved to get beaten up because we use to do very stupid things. but yeah, those were some years in my life i totally forgot because i wanted to forget. mental blackout? maybe. but i’m just glad this kid turned out to be a surfer. the ocean saved my life and nature cured my soul. i get scary thoughts thinking about “what if i didn’t surf?” honestly, i don’t think i’d be alive today…
by the way, my Mom took this photo. i was batting and my brother Mason was catching. during our childhood years, we’d get into huge fights. so i must have gotten mad and ripped out his side of the photo and ate it. haha. i was a little crazy kid and if you knew me, you wouldn’t have liked me. because i didn’t even like myself. so there is hope if you think you’re crazy. just go surf…
