So, next on the list is a picture that is over 10 years old of me. That would make me 21. I don't think I have any digital pictures from when I was 21, so here are two scanned ones. In the first one I was probably four years old, with my first powder compact. Clearly I couldn't help myself from frequent touch-ups:
Here's another one, just because I know you'll get a laugh. Robin and I used to love to dress up in Dad's old sailor uniforms. I was probably about six because Robin looks about three:
Finally...and this one's the best...Here I am winning a race at a Hondo track meet. My favorite memory of running at Hondo meets is this one: After a meet, I was watching the video of me running the 400m dash that Mom and Dad had taken. Throughout the whole race, my Mom is saying, "Buster, I don't think she's gonna win. RUN AMY! She's not gonna catch her. AMY! RUN!! I don't know if she's gonna win..." to which my Dad replied, "Janice she knows what she's doing. She tells us all the time she knows everything." I won.



