This is kind of what the boards I rented and later owned looked like then. At one point just before my best friend bought his 1951 Red Convertible Ford we drove to the beach from Glendale in his new car with the board stuck under the front seats sticking straight up into the air and no one stopped us for that which I thought sort of remarkable at the time. However, mostly during the 1960s surfers were well thought of because at least we weren't joining gangs and killing each other, we were doing something constructive with our time and staying happy and healthy then in Los Angeles area of California.
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