The Pre-Photoshop Days

“Circa 1980. There I am in all my split-end, buck-toothed glory, with my had on my mom’s knee. My dad’s thumb and index finger are pressed together per the photographer’s artistic direction. But the best part is that since my oldest brother was away at college and wasn’t able to be in the picture with us, so Mom taped his high school graduation picture right on it.”

(submitted by Christy)