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could easily be turned into obstacles. Simple things like benches, parking barricades, curbs, uneven sidewalks, and sets of stairs, provided skaters around the world with endless hours of freedom and fun. Jonas'eyes were open the entire way to school. They were always open whether he was on or off his board. He was always looking, ready to discover a new skate spot. And the possibilities in a city made of concrete and steel were endless. He popped a 50-50 grind on the bench and rode away clean.

The skate spots in Boston were not even close to as good as those in California. In Boston, skaters created their own skate spots. Jonas' friend Brent often took a bag of cement from his dad's construction company and went out on Friday nights to cement over cracks at possible skate spots. The running joke was that in other cities skateboarders destroyed the ground or curbs, but in Boston, the skateboarders made them better than before.

Jonas' friends back in Boston envied him for moving from the sometimes-snowy streets of Boston to the always-sunny streets of California. Even his teachers sounded envious when he told them he was leaving. In fact, pretty much everyone he talked with sounded envious. He knew most people's envy was caused by the thought of movie stars and warm weather. But amongst his friends, he knew they were jealous of the possibility of skateboarding year round.

For most kids moving to California, and Hollywood in particular, the thought of famous celebrities and the movie industry made the place famous. However, skateboarders like Jonas bypassed all the movie stars and celebrities, and instead only thought