This is probably the only photo of me that I've ever seen which I actually like. I'm wearing nice clothes which my mother made, my hair looks pretty, and I have a genuine smile. Too bad things change...

The date of this photo is May 1982, so I could have been no more than five years old. That's my old Powder Puff Big Wheel in the background.


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