Dad Sends a Picture

Inspired by my temporary loss of hair, Dad reminded me by sending this photo that there's hair in there somewhere just waiting to spring forth from my head. I was certainly a hairy-headed chick in High School and quite skinny (I might add.)

I think I'll more likely reach the skinny than the hairy part of this look at first. But I'll take what I can get.

Thanks, Dad. At least I FEEL as young as I actually was in this photo. I was 16 and a dancer in the high school drill team. We called ourselves the Cavaliers.

Farrah hair and all.