I've decided on my grandpa reminiscence. You know, that boring old line that old people trot out to remind us how long they've been around. I never walked twelve miles through the snow to get to school, I never went to the movies when they were a nickel, and I didn't play stickball in the road, but I think know how those oldsters feel when I see this picture.


When I was a kid, pubic hair started about four inches north.