Yeah, pretty much the same for us. There weren't really any skate parks within city limits back then, either. I guess the good thing about a place like Houston, though, is there was always a place to skate - deserted factories, miles and miles of concrete bayous, not to mention the fact that the city is mostly zone-free (you can set up shop almost anywhere), making it difficult to regulate where skaters could go.
Indeed, there was too a lot more understanding for what really meant to be a skateboard master. But my dearest memories are mostly related to the fact there was no city hall creating spaces for us. Neither we were treated like movie stars by any press, or other kids in fact. Mostly we were an annoyance, we were always dirty and skateboards weren't allowed in school.