...a very long time ago. I love this picture for all kinds of reasons, not the least of which is the state of my hair. I'm sporting a total Buckwheat. It is no coincidence, of course, that JoJo's hair is exactly like this when she first wakes up in the morning. I told her just today that if she were a Native American, her name would be Little Crazy Hair. I am, of course, Big Crazy Hair.
By the way, could my Dad's Marine uniform be any more pressed and starched? Note the razor sharp crease down the front of the shirt.
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