Ever think about someone you haven't thought about or spoken to in a long time, only to have them call or email you the very next hour, or day? Such was the case this weekend when I booked a September flight to NYC (for the US Open) and recalled past trips to the Apple, including one almost exactly ten years ago, where I ran into one Mark G. (aka Rex Fury, on the right, Rhode on the left), homey and surf-bro from the Bay Area. Guess who emailed me a few hours later? Yep. It just goes that way sometimes. And I like it.
1 comment:
That's awesome.
I miss those guys. I was emailing Mark a bit and then lost track. If you have a sec, forward me the latest info.
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