On the way home form camp today Adam said that he had been skateboarding and was getting very good at it.  I kind of got excited when he told us this.  I have been skateboarding, or rather owned a skateboard, since I was in third grade.  I was never good at it, not even a little bit,  I couldn’t even ollie till I was 20 years old.  I still really liked the idea that he was interested in skateboarding.

When we got home Isaac went to hag out with his friends, Jess started on dinner, and Adam and I got my old board out of the garage.  The board is a 1990 Tony Hawk medallion, I had to look up the year and name online.  I have had other boards  over the years but this is the only one that has lasted.

Turns out he is not very good.  He doesn’t skateboard at camp ever, never has.  We did however have an awesome time hanging out and thats what I remember about skateboarding while growing up.  I was never good at it but always had a great time with my friends.  He skated (or sat on the skateboard) I took photos, showed him some of my moves, which are only impressive to him.  Hope he has as much fun as I did.