That's all I can say about the look on my face.
This is me, probably around 1972...
Looking back, I think I had an inordinate amount of self-confidence as a child.
I never felt inferior or shy.
I was extremely happy.
I can attribute a lot of these things to steady parents.
I always knew what to expect.
That's a good thing for a child.
1972 was a good year.
So were 1973, 1974, 1975...
You get the picture.
I was one blessed kid.
I'll never take that for granted.
Happy Friday, friends.
Have a lovely weekend.