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Good Lord, WHAT A DIFFERENCE 20 YEARS MAKES!
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Now this is REALLY scary!! On the left: High School 1978, age 16 and my sophomore year. With that mop on my head and those terrible teeth I had back then, I don't know how I ever got a girlfriend. Come to think of it, I didn't. Well, maybe one or two but my virginity wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
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Sixth grade (AGE 11). Dig that MOD vest baby! These were my "Donnie Osmond look-a-like years." For what seemed like an eternity I could not go ANYWHERE without somebody telling me I looked like Donny Osmond. They always thought they were paying me a compliment but I absolutely hated it. I hated him! After all I was a little kid and he was a teen heart-throb. I was thrilled if I didn't get that comment for an entire day. It really bugged me back then. Fortunately our looks took off in different directions after age 13 or so. He went downhill and I developed into the Manly Mountain of Molten Masculinity that I am today! Thanks for the good genes Dad!
My DAD, about 7 or 8
Second grade (AGE 7) with no teeth. (My Dad about the same age on the right for comparison). During the summer before school started I rode my bike into the back of a parked car and my face went right into the bumper. I remember the event vividly and it was pretty scary! Lots of blood and six or seven teeth were knocked completely out. I was one scared little boy that day... After I lost the teeth my father thought it was funny to hand me a piece of corn on the cob.
