One of the local libraries held a Pokemon tournament one Saturday in early July or so and I played the dutiful father and sketched while my son played on. The child-star-handsome young man in the upper left is my son.
My parents were lucky since I suffered from so many phobias that I could barely leave the house when I was young.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
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