I was 8 and had a friend who would let me ride his extra board around. Lived in the valley so it was an IG shop board, ventures. 50mm wheels.
I learned how to Ollie on that then really wanted my own board. Christmas of 1998, my parents asked me what I wanted. I gave the super detailed list based on an old Transworld skate mag and a CCS mag:
Blind 7.75
Ricta 52mm
Independent trucks
Black magic grip
Reds bearings
And for some odd reason requested a pack of stickers to put on the board.
Christmas morning, I wake up to a card saying “we’re going to 5 points skate shop in ventura tomorrow for you to pick out your first skateboard”.
My family was pretty broke and after the shop put the board together, a bill for over $150 came. My dad looked down, looked at me then broke out his checkbook. Could definitely tell it hurt his pocket but he knew how much that meant to me.
I fell asleep with that board in my bed for probably a month straight.
Side note, anyone growing up with a broke family do weird shit like fall asleep with your new sneakers on?