QUOTE (Jeremy K. @ Mar 26 2008, 09:19 PM)

I remember Stans van, JT's van, TGO's mongoose van and TBS's truck - I think Walter Watanabe later bought it from Faye.
jk
Good day JK-
I tend to wonder.. what would Walter do with 3 vans and a truck?
You have posted wonderful pictures from a variety of sources, I can see that. At this point, Lance Nishida, Russell Hirata and Clarence have not yet appeared on the Vintage BMX site yet. At least not in any way that I can detect or discern. Anyone have a white noise reader handy?
Not sure if I mentioned this or not, I saw Russell in the FHC building here downtown where I work and told him about this site. We chatted a bit as he is familiar with names like the Fernandez brothers, Ikeda and Tangs plus a host of other names that currently elude me at the moment.
Anyways, he said he didn't know any of my BMX friends from the "somewhat" same era, mainly because he "only rode around with the fast guys". Like a parody of Groundhog Day all over again, I began to hear the sound of lovely violins playing in the background. Not so strangely, seems to happen everytime I invade this guy's airspace.
To start with, he had the audacity or should we use the word temerity, to giggle like a five year old at my impressively stylish argyle sweater vest layered over my freshly pressed white long-sleeve shirt. All the while he stands there looking like a wedding cake having been left in the rain.. I am completely speechless at times with respect to the rather presumptuous attitude being thrown at me by him, which is fine.. but know this.. his empty self-praise is better displayed by chest thumping and simultaneous grunts, at least then I could be entertained, having been an eye-witness to the living legend aptly named Sasquatch.
The zeal of fools offends by words, and if you read this Russell, at least my remarks are not exactly venomous in nature, unlike yours.. they offend the divine concept of humility. Hoooorah, buddy.
I dedicate this next picture to you since you possess the loudest voice in the room. While a picture is worth a thousand words, I will sprinkle you with deadly silence since that is all we get when subjected to a group of sensations stuffed into walking body bag operating as a cute little materialist.
TO RUSSELL:

Snapped at Campbell Industrial Park BMX raceway, in the late 70s, likely. On the far outside is Joe, with the orange-ish Mongoose and long flowing locks, to his left is Timothy Lee, then Dean Young (I believe) and 2 more guys sharing the same general vicinity of dirtland. Tagging on the back is yours truely, the master of misery. At least I don't have "me" and "I" fawning all over "myself".
To close, it is very much permissible to engage in a romantic relationship with that miscalibrated ego of yours, here in America we call it "high self esteem". How convenient.
With joy and grief..
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