Portrait of the artist at 15.
My Mom came over Sunday afternoon with a bag of photos from a family shoot we had done in 1975, by our next door neighbor, who was a photographer. He always reminded me of Jim Backus, for some reason. Anyway, here I am as I was. Time, look what you've done to me, as the song lyric goes.
Posted this because of lack of energy or enthusiasm to write anything that I won't get paid for at this time. It'll get better later, I hope.