When I was 15 years old, my mother, who was an unhappy, abusive, single mom, chased me out of the house one day shouting, “Go get some exercise! Go to the beach or something!” And that’s exactly what I did.
Sending me to the beach, “or something”, did not change my life because I had no life at the time. All I knew was school, food, zits and dreams of sex.
I don’t remember how I got there, I had no transportation of my own and no money, but I do remember arriving in Malibu that day back in 1957 and finding a lifestyle I couldn’t resist.
I saw healthy, painfully sexy beautiful girls, handsome athletic men, sun, sand and surf. I inhaled the sweet smell of suntan oil mixed with sea mist from perfect waves, and it all spoke to me and whispered “Freedom.”
As I look back now, having adopted that lifestyle 50 years ago as a foundation for sculpting a life for myself, I can honestly say that, for me, before Malibu there was nothing.
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