How to find a snowboarder in your hometown

When I was growing up, my dad was an avid snowboard instructor.

So it was natural for me to try my hand at one of his courses.

In fact, I have spent the past 15 years learning to ski and snowboard from him.

Here’s how it all started.

The Story Behind the Photo: The first photo I took was taken at an antiques shop on the south side of Los Angeles in 1982.

That year, I was 13 years old.

The shop was a small and unassuming building in the heart of the Sunset Strip.

The staff consisted of a man and a woman.

My dad worked there for four years.

He had a great sense of humor, and he was always willing to help out anyone in need.

The man was a longtime friend of mine, and the woman was the store manager.

As I worked my way through the shop, I saw the man standing there and said to myself, “I want to go to this shop.”

I was just starting to skate, and my dad had a huge snowboard on his lap.

I went in, grabbed a couple of my skateboards, and we headed down the street.

As we drove, my father told me, “You have to look for a snow boarder.”

I said, “Why?” He said,