April 15, 2005: This is one of the earliest pictures I took of my father, with my first point-and-shoot.
My father looks like his mother here - Grandma Rose. She lived to be close to 100, in good health. That was despite being a chain smoker all her life.
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Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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