These and other worn-down little photos are taped on the inside of a living-room door leading to an office-supplies room. If I was serious (and some day I will be) I would of course scan them.
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My late mom and I in a San Francisco cafe, way back when.
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Jett and I after taking the Universal City E.T. ride, sometime around ’93 or ’94.
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