The man who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The man who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Little Me


11-months.


1972, 4 years old. My love of hiking came from my mom who took me everywhere she went.


My mom and I, 1971, 3 years old.


My mom and I, 1971, 3 years old. I know this photo is very similar to the one above it but I like how my mom is watching me. My mom has waist length hair pulled in to a pony tail.


Me, happy in Hawaii.


Preschool.


My mom and I in Hawaii, 1970-something.


2133 was the house I mostly grew up in. This was in the 80's. I want those legs back.


Speaking of the 80's... feathered hair and blue eyeliner!

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