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I spent the summer after my graduation from Hamilton College
skateboarding and working temp jobs in Saratoga.. I would work
evening shifts and then hang out and skateboard until 4 in the
morning or so..It was convenient that way b/c I never really
had the chance to talk to my dad about the fact that I was a
college educated full time skateboarder..
So it wasn't until September when we got our load of wood for
the wood stove, that I had to tell my dad what my "life
plans" were... while we stacked wood for three days...
"Have you given your life any semblance of thought since
you arrived back in Saratoga this summer? Besides becoming a
"Well, actually.... (long pause).. ..I ....... I have
"A Job, I have a Job... See, ...........remember Franz?
He lives in Utah and works at Snowbird Ski Resort, and I'm going
to live with him and teach snowboarding at Snowbird. Yeah and
I'm leaving on Friday... I start work next week, I didn't want
to tell you all until I knew it was a sure thing"
Long story short: I went inside when the wood was stacked,
and called Franz from the basement and asked him if he was serious
when He asked me to move out there a year or two ago.. b/c I
was leaving on Friday...
Well I left on Friday and started working at Snowbird
in December. (Thanks Visa for supporting an out of work skateboarder)
On my last day of the season that year, I awoke to 2ft of new
snow, on top of a weeks worth of nightly snows. I went ridding
with all of the out of work snowboard instructors, and ended
up in some areas that we had never ridden in before..
For good reason, b/c the line that I decided to take was all
rocks and lead to a 15ft cliff which I proceeded to fall off
of, onto another set of rocks... onto my back...
I lied there thinking that I would never walk again. Well the
x-rays show that the rocks missed my vertebrae buy half an inch.
So I just bruised some muscle tissue.. Well I guess I won't
need these anymore.. Not too much snowboarding in Iowa..