Three GENERATIONS OF SKATEBOARDERS: June In Tune

Three Generations of Skateboarders

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This is another one of those videos I didn’t intend to make, but while I was doing my usual lap around the Mile Square, I came across a group of kids skateboarding near the mall entrance on Washington and Illinois. By the end of our session, there were three generations of skateboarders total shredding outside the now defunct Chammps.

attempting to keeep up with the two generations of skateboarders

Three generations of skateboarders
A RARE PARKOUR MOMENT

Two of the guys I had met previously, Oren & Terrell, remembered me from one day down on the Circle. I noticed they had improved a lot since last seeing them last. Apparently they had been practicing instead of slacking.

three generations of skateboarders
GETTING SOME AIR FOR THE YOUNGER FOLKS

While videoing them, a guy offered $5 for the best trick. Terrell ended up collecting the $5 with a backside 180 boneless. Then a line cook in his 30’s from the now defunct Champps Americana restaurant out on a smoke break started doing tricks.

Three Generations of Skateboarders
LINE COOK AT CHAMPPS STILL HAS IT

What was a great 1/2 hour or so session with three generations of skateboarders was later followed up by a fantastic dinner with the extended Hurst clan, but that’s another story for a whole other forum. I will say that we had an excellent meal at Sangiovese in Fishers followed up by a few adult beverages and plenty of laughs.

before our three generation of skateboarders impomptu session

Construction Foreman
CONSTRUCTION FOREMAN @ MARKET & ALABAMA

Earlier that morning while coming to work, I managed to snag a clip of a construction foremen I’ve seen operating various equipment and directing several workers. Like so many other people I pass by while videoing, he flashed me the peace sign.

SERMON ON THE PHOTOSPOT

After a few hours in the office, I headed out to the circle to eat my lunch. There was yet another street preacher who I could not hear without being at least two feet in front of as shy as Moses in his early day who should have been yelling to the mountains, or in this case the skyscraper tops. Yet another case of street preacher stage fright on the streets of Indy

Godspeed friends.