Like a lot of you I grew up in the 60’s here in Southern California where I had a wonderful childhood. I was like every other boy of that time, I couldn’t wait to get out of school and go down to the local field and ride with my cousin Ken Wilson and friends Chris Hernandez, Steve Cipres and all the local guys. I had supportive parents and loved the fact that I enjoyed mini bikes and motorcycles. It was typical that on any day the usual guys would be down riding until dark or dinner which ever came first. They are great memories, which will still talk about to this day.