I remembering cringing when people used to say things like this about me way back when, but I have to share it anyway. The last time I saw Josh was when he was about seven – around the same age as our little guy. Heavens to Betsy, but the last decade and change has blazed by with no mercy.
And here he is, a basketball loving, funny, athletic, hanging-out kind of guy. And might I add, more than a little handsome?
Love this look of his.
Saw it a lot. His photographer must’ve been pretty humorous.
It also might have been that I told his mother that she was not allowed to art direct. (She was my production manager, back in the advertising agency days.)
And then he obliged me in trying to scare his mother half to death by living on the edge. Love it.
Fortunately, he gave his mom a look like this and all was well.
Congratulations on your senior year, Josh. You’re rockin’ it!