Back then, there weren't a lot of homes around and it was a short hitchhike to the beach at Newport. I was back in the water all the time.

Waikiki was unbelievable during the 1950s. There was virtually nobody there, only the rich people that came in from California. We had it all to ourselves.

Buffalo was my hero when I was growing up in Waikiki. It was kind of cool to be inducted with him into the Walk of Fame.

It didn't matter then, and it doesn't matter now ---- it's all surfing and it's all fun.

My biggest objection to Marxism has been the presumption that industry should exist at all. I think the unstoppable juggernaut which is global warming demonstrates that processing natural materials on an industrial scale is a suicidal practice.

I did the first album, and it did much better than anyone expected.