Abigail and me together? Lori Lane and me? That's really shocking --- Lori and I have been through three world wars side by side and there's not so much as a tintype. Now, Johary. That makes sense, considering the timeframe, but still.
For that matter, there is no photographic record that I even know my beloved Barbara. Anything taken of Michael and me would be years old. Elizabeth? Ha!
Clearly, as I assess Facebook and the folks who change their outgoing photo every 12 minutes, I need to get on the ball. I am purchasing a phone with one of those camera thingies and, dammit, I'm going to figure out how to use it! (which is unlike me).
So, Abby... Lori Lane... Barbara...
Say cheese!
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I have been roundly corrected. There are, indeed, four or five pictures of Johary and me taken at his birthday party. So I forgot. And my hair looked bad that night so I've blocked it out.
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