It was October 25th, 1992, and the air was crisp and cold, nighttime filling in over the sky. The crispy changing leaves fell from their trees, and Halloween decorations littered the yards of homes all down the street. Wheels rolled and skirted by, skateboards dipping in and out of low craters in the ground and hopping up on railings. The smell of weed hovered around, and clouds of smoke puffed from groups of teens huddled in corners. You hear a familiar voice in the crowd.