When I was a kid I stayed at my Grandparent's house during the summers so my Mom wasn't paying for day care. Contrary to what this photo may lead you to believe. I was actually a fairly normal little boy.
When I wasn't reading age-inappropriate romance novels, I was out in the garage setting fire to bugs with my grandfather's blowtorch. But then I'd go play Barbies with their neighbor's daughter - so make of that what you will.
|"In a second, MawMaw - this is a sexy part."|
I dressed as Buck for Halloween a year or two later - wearing my mother's white go-go boots. Maybe that photo would have been a better submission now that I think about it!
I love this pic. Not only does it convey what an avid reader I've always been, it is also proof that my Mother used to cut my hair using a mixing bowl as a guide. Ah, the 70's.
I still read these horrible tacky books now and then to this day. They are great fun and the help lift my spirits when I start thinking that I'll never be published myself. If that crap got published, surely my crap can be published too!