After weeks of neglect from our former pool guy, whom we paid for the entire year, in advance, whose negligence caused us to have to start from scratch to have our swimming pool drained and acid washed, and to rescue the poor turtle who had made a home in it, it's looking good again. Thank you, Aqua-Logistics, one of Austin, Texas' reliable pool cleaners! Good riddance to The Pool Police!
Here's a cute little picture of me in kindergarten, 1968. All my life, I've never forgotten this shot below in first grade (1969) when the photog asked me to say "peaches" and he snapped the shot at the "ch" sound. If you're trying to get a kid to smile, don't tell them to say peaches. It's scarred me for life. Mom, what the heck happened to my hair? Did I fix it myself? After all, I was in second grade and very capable. My grandma crocheted that groovy vest for me, but who is responsible for the hack job on my hair? Hello, 1970! Who knows where my third grade picture is. We moved so often, changing schools, that I might have missed picture day. Next is my fourth grade mug shot. I must have sworn off bangs by then. Thank goodness for those plastic barrettes to deal with the in-between length. Notice how every year I wore green? Yeah, it's been my favorite color for as long as I can remember. I don't have an actual school pic of me in f...


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I'm sure you'll enjoy your last little while in Taiwan, I'll email you that latest with Nick.
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