Carowinds amusement park, 1986.
From left to right: me, George, Fred.
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5 comments:
Ah...the obvious comment. It's there like "low hanging fruit" (as the sales guy say), but, I am going to take the high road. Family blog, and all that....
Where's Wilma and Betty?
Is this picture not the total embodiment of the '80's? The hair parted down the middle, the boatshoes with no socks, the polo shirts. If it was a scratch and sniff picture, I'm sure there'd be a hint of Polo cologne.
Takes me back. Where do you keep digging up these pictures, Jay? Keep 'em coming!
Fred looks comatose.
Yes, apparently I'm boring Fred with some story about out band trip to Gatlinburg.
Look how skinny I was, and what a head full of think hair I had. These days I look more like Fred, but with less hair. Bummer.
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