Working toward sainthood this summer solved some of my problems. For one, my daily-Mass-going mother got off my back about getting a job and moving out permanently. Plus, it gave her something to brag ... [+]
Purple Lakers cap, just back, from a family trip to Los Angeles. Or maybe, we had been to the moon. We didn't play much together back then. Like we are, here, in this photograph. the two of us standing on the grass, in front of our row house. You, sister, an oversized purple jacket, white turtleneck, checkered black + white pants blonde, and curly back then, this must have been 1991, or 1992. Black buttons white shirt, little boy, big sister, smiles looking at the camera, children caught in a photo. You complain Dad has stopped taking photographs. This might have been a great number of monster