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• This weekend we're going skating again and I'm thinking I might just watch this year. Last fall my nine year old son started skateboarding. Something I used to do about a half a century ago. I figured it's like riding a bike...you just hop on and go. I could show the boy how it's done. I stepped on the board about three times and went a few feet with arms flailing before I concluded it would be a stupid idea to fall on cement at my age.  After all, I don't think I bounce as well as I used to.
• I'm satisfied now to watch my son board and offer fatherly advice such as, "Ok, NOW, the girls are watching!"  This has forced me to now mentally add items to my

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