Memories come unbidden. Pictures evoke untold memories. "One picture is worth ten thousand words". This picture can not cause memories to come unbidden. My parents about twelve years before I came along. Early this morning I rummaged in a closet to find a particular photo. I found more pictures than I expected: two book boxes full. Why make them public? Of what interest could they be to a stranger?

The first picture of me (do you get the idea I'm a bit self absorbed?). Stangers would stop mum in the High to peer into the pram to see the baby, "Oh, isn't she lovely"; "Actually 'she' is a 'he'". I was born with a full head of hair!



