Out of Africa, Through the Lens
Selfie with a cute animal. Taken in the year I was born. The irony, from today’s perspective, is that his devastatingly handsome face is mostly covered.
When he met the 2-month old Little Brunette on a JFK-SFO flight, he was initially horrified to find himself seated next to an infant. By the end of the flight, he was impressed (and, I assume, relieved) that she slept the entire way whilst he scribbled and doodled in his notebook.
I still find it somewhat unexpected that he studied in New Haven and not in Providence. It would be interesting to get inside his head.