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In 1962 I cut my first class at high school (sophomore at Temple City) and went to the beach with older friends. Man, the eye candy was too tempting and I was hooked both on the sport and the people who hung around it. I spent many nights in the Golden Bear as well as the Prison of Socrates. Hmmm, hmmm, those were the good ol days. I think I still have splinters from the old oil derricks in HB. Man has that place changed.
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