#roscosgang

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Carol.

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Em.

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Bobby, Em, and me.

I'm still in touch with my old gang from high school. We were a pretty tight group of around 25-30 folks back in the 70s.

Over the years we've lost a few gang members to cancer. Heartbreaking.

I started a "Rosco's Gang" group on FB, where anyone can post pix and memories from way back when. It's a private group, as you might imagine, but any family member is welcome.

I have a box of prints from the seventies. I have a whole lot of negatives, too.

Every once in a while I'll dig around in that box and pull out a print or two, maybe a envelope with some 35mm negatives, and do some scanning and post the good ones in the FB group.

So, I was sitting in the music room, listening to a coupla' albums and checking FB to see if anyone commented on the pictures I recently uploaded.

This one, taken at Michael Y's birthday party, got the most attention.

I titled the scan "happy campers," because, well, look at us. A definite lull in the festivities.

Not sure who took the picture, Michael M or Jimmy likely, but since I have the negs I'm going to guess it was my camera that was used. It was taken sometime between 1973-1975.

I love this shot.

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Jimmy and Bruce.

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Pyramid.

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Bobby J. and Michael.

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Me and Michael.

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Ronnie.

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Emma.

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An artifact of my life.

This skateboard was the last of a handful I rode in the late 70s.

At 5' 8" tall, I had a low center of gravity. I was pretty good at tricks and took many a fall perfecting them. There was only one nearby skatepark and it wasn't all that special.

Drainage ditches, steep and not-so-sloped streets were favorites. Sabercat Road and Bruce Street come to mind.

I was in the best shape of my young life. Mid-20s. My whole life out ahead of me.

Now, at 70, my balance is just a little shaky. I wouldn't even consider getting on this thing. But I can't get rid of it. Too many awesome memories.

It's funny the things we hold onto.

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Sailing.

Late 70s, early 80s. Calero Reservoir in San Jose, CA.

Julie was her name, I think. My memory is so bad.

She zoomed around in a little brown VW beetle with wide tires and Keystone 5 spoke wheels and lived in the same apartment complex. So cute.

It was a double date with Buddy and Terri. Sailing around the lake on a Hobie Cat was a metric ton of fun, even better with a cute girl on board.

Ah, youth.

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Buddy's Corolla.

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It was a real nice '67.

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Carol.