Ahhh. . . those were the days. photo circa August, 1987 at Word of Life Ranch, National Jr. High Teens Involved - where Steve Scott, on trombone, beat me and my flute solo out of 1st place. Yes, I'm still bitter about that. Those judges didn't know jack squat. I came home with the consolation prize of a 2nd place trophy and a picture of me with Jack Wyrtzen.
The days of the Kodak Disk. My first camera. Remember the little wheel of film? 15 pictures. . . no more, no less. Then I'd send it off in the mail to York Photo Labs and wait impatiently for the prints to show up in my mailbox. How I loved that little camera. I think, at the time, I also loved my hair all feathery and stiff (seriously, how much Rave hair spray did I have use?) and those ultra big glasses too. They take up half my face.