Surfing: Go East, Golden Boy

The general feeling was that it could .never happen here. Surfing, and the way of life it suggested, was something that was practiced only by the golden boys and girls of the West Coast and duly celebrated in B movies, featuring beer, broads and orgies. But last week, from Maine to Miami, beaches with a rolling surf were bristling with the sleek Fiberglas slabs. The staid old resort of Narragansett, R.I., has found itself inundated by board-bearing interlopers, who have discovered that the once Brahmin beach has just the right kind of...

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