I brought home a bunch of photo albums Sam (SN2) found in a box I had sent to him for safe keeping when I downsized all those years ago and there is much blog fodder lurking in those albums. A lot of that blog-fodder is dependent on me developing suitable narrative to support the photos... but rest assured I WILL try and develop said narrative. It is easier, after all is said and done, than developing new stuff for the blog. So you are warned: there is much nostalgia to follow in upcoming days. All that said, there's this...
Shorter: TFMP was a comely wench in her youth, and I say that with ALL due respect and with the best of all possible intentions. Those people who ask "How could that happen?" might be better served by asking how TFMP could see anything in a guy who was clearly working on his Woody Allen nebbish persona in the way-back. We were oh-so-nerdy back then and we haven't changed a whole helluva lot, truth be told.
A couple o' more from the archives...
That would be me, circa 1961... when we were workin' on our James Dean persona. It will come as no surprise that we failed in our attempt.
And then there's this...
My senior picture, circa 1963. I don't know what the Hell we were on about then. Your guess is as good as mine, Gentle Reader.
One more, and then we'll go... here's The Second Mrs.Pennington and I on the day we met:
There aren't many people who have photos of the occasion of their first meeting, or first date, or whatever you wanna call it. Be that as it may... we were drunk as skunks. This picture was taken by an amateur Japanese photographer at an open-air concert on Tachikawa Air Base in August of 1975. TSMP and I happened to run into the girl who snapped this photo at a party a few months after the fact, she being the girlfriend of a friend of ours. "I have a picture of you!" she squealed upon meeting us at that party... and she provided us with the print that you see above a couple o' days later. Serendipity, and all that. As for me... we were STILL geeky, as you can plainly see. I remain amazed and mystified that I ever got laid during my youth, let alone the fact I managed to establish lasting relationships (sorta) with anyone. Life is strange, indeed.




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