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These are some of my pre-op pics.
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The really early years. I think I am about six months in the top pic; I always think of this one as my Pound-Puppy
Picture, as in "Hark! Is that someone come to get me out of here?" I am maybe eighteen months in the two on the
right.
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Cheeky, eh?
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Mom calls this my pensive pose. She also calls me "Foofer" in the inscription on the back. The bear is named
"Molasses". I still have him.
Wow. Just look at the twinkle in that eye. Kind of scary really. This pic was taken in a travelling
photo studio that used to come the house. We all traipsed outside to a van in our driveway and climbed in
for our photo shoot. Mom was incredulous that my hair had any curl left by the time the guy got there.
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Sigh. I loved that car. It had removable reflectors on the doors. I probably have one in my hand in
this pic!
Me in Dad's clothes. I think. They could be Mom's. Given that I always wore Dad's clothes, I'll have
to guess that these are his too.
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Visitors since February 2005:
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