The snapshot is of grandson Guy (oldest daughter Sarah's youngest), looking like a cross between a modified Mohican and the late (and not much lamented) Adolph Hitler. The haircut is about the limit of what he can get away with as far as his parents are concerned (it can be brushed nearly flat for school) and the moustache is frankly a false one I got out of a cracker at the lip reading lunch before Christmas (it caused much mirth when I wore it and it wasn't awfully effective as a disguise). Still, Guy liked it. He seemed to think it complemented his appearance nicely. More later perhaps. Mike.
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