I don't remember making a conscious decision that I was going to start wreaking havoc, it just sort of happened. Marc and I had been skating in Twin and so naturally we kept doing it when we moved to Wendell. We use to go down to the elementary school and skate around the sidewalks and try new tricks. One day we ran into a kid doing the same thing who lived right across the street, his name was Donny. Donny isn't like any kid you know, he was different and we use to have a blast with him.

Donny use to mow this guys yard and we would go over and wait for him to finish so we could go skate. One afternoon I had pulled up in my Datsun pickup and honked the horn. Donny came busting tail from around the side of the house and was close lined by a tree branch. He did a full back flip and landed on his stomach and he just got up laughing. Another time we stole a parking block from a doctors office in town. We were carrying it over to the middle school so we could rail slide it off the stairs. Well Donny was getting tired and he dropped it right on his foot. I thought that it wasn't a big deal but then blood started coming out of his shoe. Donny said that it was nothing and that he was going to skate that rail since he had put so much work into stealing it. He made a couple of passes and then said that he had to go home. Donny didn't skate for 6 weeks after that since he had busted up his foot pretty bad.

Marc, Donny and I use to skate all over town and would frequently get stopped by the cops for trespassing and being out after curfew. We never went without a fight and that is where we started getting into trouble. One day we were skating at the elementary school and a cop stopped by and told us to get out of there. We walked over to Donny's house and hung out until the cop left and then we went right back. The three of us skated over there for awhile and we started to get thirsty so we tried a couple of the doors to the school and found that there was one door that was unlocked. We went in and got a drink and used the facilities and then went back out to skate. Not long after that the same cop came back and saw that we were out there skating again and he pulled his car right onto the grass and came out yelling at us to come over there. We scattered, running in all directions around the school. At one point Marc and Donny decided to hide in the school and made it back to that door, I was not so lucky. I ended up giving all of my information to the cop while Marc and Donny watched from inside the school.

One night we were skating at the bank and a cop came by and told us to leave so we booked it down to the other bank in town to skate down there. We had been there for about an hour when some drunk from Stockman's Bar came down and told us that he could skate. He was dressed in cowboy boots, wranglers, and a tank top. One of us let him use our board thinking that this guy was going to eat it since he was so drunk. To our amazement he got up on the board and skated down the sidewalk and back. When he came back he did a handstand on the board and road for just a minute before he ate it head first into the pavement. We all got a good laugh and the guy stumbled up the road out of sight.