I was born at 1:09 a.m. just as my folks
finished watching "The Man Who Wasn't There"
it was a tough act
to follow.
since then i've endured
a million flashbulbs... and BEEN FORCED TO pose
countless times.
oh, how they torture
me. |
from the minute i came
home, Peso watched over me...
...guarding against |
frivolous visitors.  |
grandma dunc is an exception.

she's got
the magic touch.
she came just a few
days after i was born, and stayed for a while. that was great
cuz mom & dad had a ready babysitter.
i'm really a minnesota twins fan. but
you can't buy their uniforms in san francisco.
go twins!
there
are still more fotos to see
back
to mystic trip home |
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