DONALD TAKAYAMA AND THE SUMMER OF RADICAL

We drove south out of Venice one overcast morning in 1970, heading for Encinitas, me and Jay Adams and Jay's step-dad Kent Sherwood—easily the coolest adult I knew; Kent surfed, made boards, used to live in Hawaii—on our way to Donald Takayama's house. A few weeks earlier Kent had taken us to meet Dave Sweet at Sweet's small retail-factory space in Santa Monica, which was going out of business. Da...

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