The Long Bar

Apri 27, 2011

I'm just fine Rich...my book is on the very last stretch before completion  it's gonna have over 60 chaps and be 500-plus pages...I'm on the Precipice of fame and fortune...enough about me... 

 I met Marty for the first time in Tijuana at The Long Bar...it was a typical Friday night south of the border during the mid sixties...the bar was filled with at least forty surfers with one common goal in mind...to get tanked enough so tht we could handle the "dancers" at the Green Note a/o the Blue Fox....Marty was with a bunch from the South Bay....I was with my bunch from Tustin...during the night of frivolity and debauchery, Marty and i built up an instant kindred friendship...

A few months later my mom kicked me outa her house in Tustin cuz I ditched school thirty days out of a possible sixty. The waves were too, too good to pass on. I moved to live with my dad and enrolled in Pali High. Marty and I renewed our friendship, flashing on what strange twists of fate were loose in the universe. I can remember sitting around Tony's table playing poker with Marty, David Anawalt, Scott Paley, Jim  McGovern and Ron Gardener and some other chaps like it was yesterday... 

Eric Parr