My father took this picture of José and me when we lived in Germany. The exact date escapes me, but it was probably sometime around 1971-72. I'm still not sure if his camera interrupted a moment of contemplation, or if I noticed the camera and then offered a purposeful pose.
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My father took this picture of José and me when we lived in Germany. The exact date escapes me, but it was probably sometime around 1971-72. I'm still not sure if his camera interrupted a moment of contemplation, or if I noticed the camera and then offered a purposeful pose.
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You lived in Germany??
Si--Mannheim. Army Base. Dad was a JAG Officer. I remember quite a bit...preschool, a birthday party, neighbors, playmates, Gummi Bears, the light blue VW stick-shift station wagon...Good times.
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