One of my cousins—the cool one on Twitter—tweeted me this picture of myself today from some time when I was a wee bit younger:
She was looking at pictures her father/my uncle had digitally scanned that had belonged to my grandmother.
I’m guessing I was maybe 5 years old. My eyes were no longer blue, but my hair was still blonde.
My father unit was a rabid spelunker, and that must have been one of his helmets.
Ahh… innocence lost. But the dimples remain.
Until next time...