Wearing an early, recyclable incarnation of the urban sombrero, clearly this baby (me, sitting on my father's lap on a neighbor's stoop in Old Montreal) is an aspiring nomad, daydreaming about growing up one day to be trailer-dwelling scientist.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Flashback to 1975
Several people have asked for interior shots of the trailer, but since it isn't going to take very long to give everyone (and by everyone, I mean the legions of, um... I mean 3, people following my blog) the complete tour, I am trying to create a bit of anticipation-- a cyber drumroll--by posting other pictures of life in TX and, today, posting a Flashback (not to be confused with Flashdance) picture that my dear sister, Genevieve, sent to me at Christmas....
Wearing an early, recyclable incarnation of the urban sombrero, clearly this baby (me, sitting on my father's lap on a neighbor's stoop in Old Montreal) is an aspiring nomad, daydreaming about growing up one day to be trailer-dwelling scientist.
Wearing an early, recyclable incarnation of the urban sombrero, clearly this baby (me, sitting on my father's lap on a neighbor's stoop in Old Montreal) is an aspiring nomad, daydreaming about growing up one day to be trailer-dwelling scientist.
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