I'm waxing nostalgic this afternoon, having been asked by a pal to send her a photo from my past for her 60's party this weekend; she's going to do a guessing game. The only one I could find was taken for the program in which I was about to be commissioned an American Baptist Home Missionary, in 1966. I was in love and was doubtless gazing soulfully at my boyfriend, whom I later married.
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Wow! What a babe! :) You really haven't changed that much, though. I mean, it's easy to see that it's you in the picture. Me, I look nothing like my younger self.
Gosh, thanks, LE, but I really can't see myself (well, maybe the nose and teeth) in that photo! Isn't that funny? You should see my high school graduation picture----that's pretty funny too. Maybe I'll post it someday.
This really is a gorgeous photo of a gorgeous woman. Thanks for posting it.
"Wow! What a babe! :)"
Can I second that e-motion? ;-)
Heavens, my friends! Such flattery! I think it was a good photographer too, but I've always been pleased by the picture. You're sweet to say such nice things.
You're lovely! I'm smitten. Great smile, love the hair.
Well, shucks, Dan, remember I was just a kid. But thanks!
Ok, I agree with the other posts, and second the bit about how much you resemble yourself. How fun to see you back then.
Thanks, Sarah!
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