The 80’s were such a great time to be young and alive. Even today in my 60’s I get goosebumps remembering how awesome life was then, a bunch of us guys had custom vans some had cars others had motorcycles. Fridays began at the local car wash after dark getting our rides as clean as humanly possible we all worked together there was a level of camaraderie you could only find in the military the same camaraderie we shared in the gym. After a couple of hours we would cruise through downtown showing off our shit like a proud peacock, then we hit our favorite watering hole park across the street and go in and out of the bar all night sometimes until the sun came up. The summers seem to go on forever the nights warm and humid filled with life even after midnight we’ll into the morning. Between all of us there were always cold beers and some weed, none of us had steady girlfriend’s but there were plenty around some we knew from school others were friends of friends a sister that kind of knowing people. Nothing was really serious just hanging out a little partying telling stories laughing at one another, there were hook ups of course we were at an age somewhere between figuring shit out and adulthood. We were having fun