While browsing my various photo albums (all of them digital) for a proper head shot of myself, I was struck by my complete absence. I make appearances so rarely, it’s like I don’t exist in the photo history of my life. I’m always the cameraman. Really, I have so few pictures of myself throughout my entire life, I am basically a ghost. There was a period of time in the late 90′s when I had long hair. I don’t have a single picture of that (this post reminded me of that time). But I do have pictures of my babies. I found this while hunting.
