THOUGHTS ON TOM CURREN, AND THE ONE TIME I ACTUALLY GOT A GOOD INTERVIEW WITH HIM

Every interview I did with Tom Curren was a bust, except one. It was winter, 1996, early evening. Maybe Tom was relaxed from a good afternoon of surf, maybe he had the beginnings of a convivial beer buzz, maybe he was in trouble with his sponsors, maybe I just caught him off guard. Who knows. But he picked up the phone, we exchanged a pleasantry or two, and the man suddenly just opened up. Did not...

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