Yesterday was my birthday and we went out to dinner and a fine performance of “Man of La Mancha” at the Westchester Broadway Theater.
My wife had earlier asked me to scan this old picture so that she could post it on Facebook and of course I neglected to do it. So on our return from the festivities I fired up the old scanner.
I have no memory of this picture being taken and I have no idea who took it – clearly it wasn’t me. I don’t even know how old I was. I have no recollection of my parents having a camera. Nor do I remember any of their friends having one. So I suspect that this was a “professional” photographer. I say “professional”, because of the sloppy work: my hair’s a mess (mind you it usually still is) and the “one collar in one collar out” seems to me to be something that a true professional would have noticed.
Although I’ve put on quite a bit of weight since then and now wear spectacles, I still have the hair and I’m told that the smile is still the same. Judge for yourself – below a recent picture taken outdoors at The Depot restaurant in Cold Spring. My wife also posted this one, which she took with her iPhone 5s.