Betsy took pictures of me, now and again. Some are painful to look at (recalling the callowness of the time), others are simply peculiar when seen from this distance:
...but see how far we'd come?
Betsy took pictures of me, now and again. Some are painful to look at (recalling the callowness of the time), others are simply peculiar when seen from this distance:
...but see how far we'd come?