This memory had sliped my mind for many years. But seeing his class picture brought it back like it was yesterday. Joe and I would cruz the coastlines of LA in his little white car, I think it was a Pontiac Sunbird. looking for that "good swell of the day". One weekend, I think it was late September "78". We camped out at the beach (slept in the car). It was a cold and dreary day. Still, we put on our wet suits and surfed the day away. I cut my foot on a piece of glass and Joe offered to take me to the doctor. I said no thanks and rinsed the cut out with the salt water and we continued to surf. We laughed so hard, his laugh was contagious! We had so much fun! What a good day! What a Great guy!!!.
