It started with a fortuitous drop of a radish into the split-leather pouch of my trusty slingshot. Fast forward two decades. This is a running compilation of snapshots and notes from days gone by.
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Aunt Greenwald
I took piano lessons from my Aunt Greenwald for over 10 years. Now she is really, really in to scrapbooking. I love you Aunt Greenwald.
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