Hard to believe this was over 30 years ago, 1976.
Taken by my sister on the carport of our Kingston house, I was still in my school khakis (we even wore ties - schoolboy askew, natch. I pulled em off as soon as I got home) and Andrew was probably about 5 months, I was 11.
Back in the corner was Yogi, our shepherd/husky mix asleep on the cold marble of the carport. Good lord, she could shed hair. And fart.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Me and my little brother
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2 comments:
what a wondeful foto.
I even remember this moment perfectly. In color, of course.
Things changed a lot two years later.
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