It was 1965 and I remember very well staring at the cover of Life magazine. It had a young woman, a local Point Loman, on the cover doing a handstand on a skateboard. It was an amazing picture and even more of an amazing stunt. The young blond on the cover was Patti McGee.
Skateboards were brand new back in the mid-sixties and most kids who had them had made them themselves. Take the metal skates available and attach them to a wood board covered by a piece of carpeting. Voila! A skateboard.
Patti McGee has just passed; she was 79. She broke so many records, it’s difficult now to imagine a world without her. Fortunately for us, U-T writer Maura Fox has just laid out McGee’s history and significance, and to let the rest of us know that a nonprofit named Exposure Skate will hold a ceremony for McGee at its annual skate event for women and nonbinary skaters in Encinitas this Saturday, November 2 at 5 p.m.

McGee was amazing. She was considered the world’s first professional female skateboarder in a sport that was even more dominated by men than it is today.
Her career kicked off in 1964 when she took first place at the inaugural national skateboarding championships in Santa Monica, clinching the win with her signature trick, a handstand on the skateboard.
So, here’s Maura Fox’s article:
Stand at the top of the Loring Street hill in Pacific Beach — one of the steepest in San Diego — and let yourself be transported back to the early 1960s, when children and teenagers flew down the precipitous grade on makeshift skateboards, the ocean sprawled in the distance ahead. These were some of skateboarding’s first takers, the kids who helped pave the way for future generations of a sport that for decades was widely seen as a societal menace and a fringe subculture.
Among these skaters was Patti McGee. For the Point Loma teen, skateboarding down Loring Street was just another way to kill time when the surf blew out in the afternoon and she wasn’t ready to go home to do homework. Loring Street “was a challenge. That was like surfing a big wave, if you could make it,” McGee told the skateboarding magazine Juice in 2017. Seeking a challenge and staying active were part of what drew her to skateboarding. But McGee — who died Oct. 16 at her home in Brea at 79 following a recent stroke — was also a natural.
Her legacy was cemented into the culture’s history when she graced the cover of LIFE magazine in May 1965, feet high in the air, board rolling beneath her.
Maura Fox:
After the win in Santa Monica, McGee received a brand deal with skateboard manufacturer Hobie and traveled the country promoting its boards.
She was inducted into the Skateboarding Hall of Fame in 2010. That year, San Diego’s then-Councilmember Kevin Faulconer gave her a special commendation honoring her achievements.
But becoming a trailblazer for women in skateboarding wasn’t exactly the goal for McGee; the San Diego Evening Tribune reported in 1965 that she wanted to pursue acting or be a “movie stunt girl.”
“She was a sweet angel, but she was also a wild woman,” her daughter Hailey Villa, 46, told the Union-Tribune last week. McGee is also survived by her son, Forest Villa, 45, as well as two grandchildren and her brother, Jack.
“She did a lot of different things in her life,” Villa said, pointing to her mother’s time working in turquoise mining and leather goods and even at a casino. “Skateboarding was just kind of a little blip.”
McGee was born on August 23, 1945, at Fort Lewis in Washington state, and her family moved to San Diego when she was about 5 years old. Her parents split when she was young, and she was mostly raised by her mother, who worked at Montgomery Junior High School.
McGee’s youth was in many ways a quintessential San Diego one.
Like many skaters of the 1960s, she had begun as a surfer — first surfing in 1958 and hitting spots such as Newport Street, North Beach and Ocean Beach and in La Jolla, at the shores and Windansea.
When she was 16, she ventured up the coast for more — to Tamarack, Oceanside, Doheny and County Line, she told Skateboarder magazine in 1965, when she was on its cover.
The president of an all-girls surf team in 1963, McGee described herself as a “rowdy surfer” — unafraid to be aggressive as one of the few girls in the water, when “guys would just push you out of the way or kick out into your ankles, like, ‘My wave,’” she told Juice.
McGee first found her way to a skateboard in 1962 through a DIY project: Her brother, Jack, stole the wheels off her roller skates and attached them to a wooden board he’d made in shop class.
Later, she rode a Bun Buster, equipped with those same wheels from her roller skates.
She and her friends cruised the streets of San Diego, even the parking garage of downtown San Diego’s Concourse — their Mount Everest, as she described it.
They were unruly, and they always got in trouble.
“Thank you for helping to pave the way for all of us when skateboarding was simply considered a ‘menace’ in the 1960’s,” Tony Hawk wrote in a recent Instagram post in her memory.
McGee was also a member of the Pump House Gang, a group of teen surfers who gathered around a sewage pump house at Windansea Beach in the 1960s. The writer Tom Wolfe later wrote an essay about the group and named his 1968 collection of essays after it.
But her 1964 championship win in Santa Monica inexorably changed her life.
Her one-year, $250-a-month brand deal with skateboard maker Hobie took her around the country, where she demonstrated skateboarding in department stores and shopping malls, largely for audiences of children.
Landing the cover of LIFE propelled McGee to yet another level of recognition. Soon after the iconic shoot, she booked appearances on the game show “What’s My Line?” and the “Mike Douglas Show” and taught Johnny Carson to skate on “The Tonight Show.”
At the time, mainstream culture was still deciding how it felt about skateboarding. Initially seen as a fun new fad for kids and often dubbed “sidewalk surfing,” by the late 1960s and 70s it was more widely considered a nuisance, something for kids up to no good.
McGee and her generation saw that shift firsthand and are part of the reason that skateboarding became closely associated with punk, said Haley Watson, a filmmaker who was working on a documentary about McGee before she passed away.
“There’s no way that skateboarding as we know it would take the shape that it has without Patti,” Watson said.
McGee returned to San Diego after her national tour in the mid-’60s, but she didn’t stay long.
She soon moved to Lake Tahoe with her first husband, Glen Villa, where they mined turquoise and made leather goods. Later she moved to Cave Creek, Ariz., where she raised two children, gave tours to tourists panning for gold. There, she met her second husband, William Chace, who died in 2015.
But there was little concrete in their rural town, and few places to skate, Villa remembers — her mom would take her and her brother to a nearby elementary school to skateboard.
And when she was in third grade, her mother brought a skateboard team to her school to give a demonstration. Among its members was Tony Hawk.
“I think that was the day I understood my mom was more special in the skateboarding realm,” Villa recalls.
Villa became a skater herself, and she and McGee founded the Original Betty Skateboard Company, which spawned its own all-girls skate team, sponsoring young skaters, some of whom went on to compete in the Olympics.
Patti McGee, right, and her daughter, Hailey Villa, left, listen to remarks during the re-opening of the Brea skate park on Saturday, Sept. 10, 2022, in Brea, California. (Photo by Michael Kitada, Orange County Register contributing photographer)
The family bond was clear to Watson.
“It was very evident to me that she really loved her family and that she had a very special connection with her daughter,” the filmmaker said. “They had so much of their own language.”
McGee’s story was brought to a younger, wider audience in 2021, when Orange County author and school librarian Tootie Nienow published the children’s book “There Goes Patti McGee! The Story of the First Women’s National Skateboard Champion,” illustrated by Erika Medina.
Nienow became close with McGee as she wrote the book.
McGee could make a person feel like they were the only one in the room, Nienow said — a sentiment echoed by McGee’s friend and skatemate Di Dootson Rose, who was also inducted into the Skateboarding Hall of Fame earlier this year.
She was “magnetic,” Rose said, recalling how McGee would connect with people, sometimes placing her hands on their faces and really looking them in the eyes. “People would let her in.”
The skateboarder’s charm and talent captivated her friends and family — and the world.
Rose points to McGee’s LIFE cover in 1965 — a far cry, she said, from some of the magazine’s more serious covers of that time.
“Then one day they come out with this sky blue cover of a blonde, upside down (doing a) handstand — white capris and a red sweater,” Rose said. “If that isn’t a breath of fresh air, then I don’t know what is.”
The nonprofit Exposure Skate will hold a ceremony for McGee at its annual skate event for women and nonbinary skaters in Encinitas this Saturday at 5 p.m.






“by the late 1960s and 70s it was more widely considered a nuisance, something for kids up to no good.”
As if kids up t0 no good is a bad thing lol!!
Met Patti a couple times. One of the sweetest coolest humans I’ve ever met.
Far out! Dude – you met her wow, cowabunga and I mean that sincerely. How old are you? You seem to have done everything, been everywhere.
Venice Beach Skate Jam about 6 or 7 years ago. We were just enjoying an LA weekend and stumbled into it. It was actually the first time I’d heard of her even tho I skated in the late 70s and got into long boarding in the 90s.
Chris, it’s because Skateboard Magazine didn’t go anywhere and all that publicity vanished except from inside us local kids’ memories who were still skating. Who remembers Woody from back then, either?
We all build on the skills those that came before us showed us how to do.
My Vol. 1 #3 covers the first International Skateboarding Championship, but then they didn’t start publishing again for ten years after those 1965 Vol. 1 issues. By late 1973 we had all switched to Cadillac urethane wheels when the inventor moved from New Jersey to Encinitas in North County and started pushing them into San Diego surf shops and north into LA.
And when Skateboarder Mag issued Vol 2 #1 in 1975 it was like skateboarding was just invented. And all the stars from 10 years earlier were in the dustbin of history.
But no, WE WERE RIDING POOLS in the late 1960s, at least some skater kids were, on freaking loose bearing clay wheels and homemade boards doing surf turns in La Jolla and in PB up on Soledad Mt. Road where the rich kids lived (since they had empty pools!). I was there. This was happening all over California then I’m guessing, it wasn’t just us San Diego kids.
I was at PBJrHigh then, and no we couldn’t climb walls to coping because the ceramic wheels would just let go and down you’d slide if you lost too much speed and went too high. It freaking hurt when you fell. Busted bones, de-skinned you.
But we were riding dang close to tile LONG before Dogtown came out with the claim they ‘invented’ pool surfing.’ Big swooping roller coaster moves in 1967/68, and they weren’t.
Photo proof: Thrasher Magazine, June 1989 pg. 42 “Date 1967, Doc Swenson’s backyard pool…possibly the first pool rider…” And no I have no idea who Doc Swenson was or where the picture was taken.
My last foray into a pool was in 2014 down at Hillard Skate Park in Spokane. I turned 60 that year, and took my karate student neighbor’s 10 yr old son (whom I was teaching to board) and five of my old mid-late 70s pool boards down to ride the bowls. He managed to get one decent picture, was not good at taking action shots obviously, but it felt really good to drop into the bowls…my body remembered this! But it scared the crap out of me, too, because the first time I slipped and dropped off my board to a knee-slide (yes I was wearing my old Rectors) I realized that I was too old to be doing it! If I would have fallen backwards, my body probably would have broken into pieces. I wanted to keep boarding in winter, and realized my risk levels were too high.
I still street-skate when I get into town or down to the city, though. Carry a skate and skate sneakers & socks in my truck all during the dry season. Haven’t lost the flow yet! Favorite boards are the 27″ warptail Bahne Bullet, Bob Mohr model, with Lazer mid-trucks and Sims green soft ‘Mini-Comp’ wheels. I switch up now and then with a couple of other boards, and switch wheels sets, too.
And obviously neither had Patti McGee when she stepped through the curtain because she WAS remembered, and I bet she is not ‘resting in peace’ because she’s back on a wave or rolling wheels like she never imagined in 1965 after being old for years. When you go back to being conscious energy without a physical body, you can do anything.
At 70, I guess I’ll be finding out for sure about that sometime soon, ya know? But I’m hoping and, in the meantime, still rolling concrete and asphalt when I get a chance. It always fees good to do.
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She’s on the cover of my copy of the 1965 Vol. 1 #4 Skateboarder Magazine in my skate stuff collection. She was the exclusive ‘Profile’ of the month, from pg. 10 to 13. Want me to take some pictures of the photos and article and send them to you, Frank? No, I don’t have a scanner but this would work!
At 19, she said that girls would never surf as good as boys but girls could definitely skate as well if they practiced as much as the boys!
I was riding a board that looked just like hers but I was 9 years younger. I can’t remember how many times the ends of my big toes were completely ripped of and dangling bloodily from hitting a bottlecap or a rock and eating shit on concrete. Or shredded skin from knees, elbows, hips, chin, etc etc. That I never broke a bone skating the MB Boardwalk that I lived on, or riding the alleys or down the courts of North Mission at speed was a wonder. I should have!
Stolen cut-in-half roller skate steel wheels from my best friend Dec’s two sisters screwed to a plank vaguely cut in the shape of a Dewey Weber tanker surfboard!
I also have my first ‘commercial’ steel wheel and the first Sidewalk Champion ‘Wakiki model’ Surfboard clay wheeled skate, both found in my father’s garage buried under crap after he died in University City in ’94. He moved all of this stuff to there after they divorced and he bought that house in 1970/71 or thereabouts. What a pack rat, which is probably why I’m not a pack rat but a ‘collector,’ eh? Ah-hahahaha!
Skateboarding was invented in La Jolla by the way. It should be the State Sport not surfing because that obviously should be the State Sport of Hawai’i not California. The politicians stole it from the Hawai’ians and they should, in all fairness, give it back and claim skateboarding instead.
I also have Vol. 1 #3 but I don’t remember who was on the covers of #1, #2, and #5.
sealintheSelkirks
Thank you Frank Gormlie. Our identity has tremendous relevance, our history and traditions should be preserved and revered, enabling us to feel the reverence we need to like Patti McGee, lead by example. San Diego is the birthplace of cool, please live your lives accordingly.
Here’s a blast from our past (for those of us that were there) to drive those election night worries away:
Rare footage of San Diego 1966 World Surfing Championships
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GtE2WMtfAu0
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