Nostalgia

I have recently been in contact with a gal who knew my husband before I did. Apparently we met briefly back in 1991, at a cafe in Las Vegas, when Ben introduced us to each other. She snapped a cute picture of myself and Ben, which shows me busily trying to pack a package of cigarettes to avoid feeling uneasy (I always feel uneasy when meeting new people), and Ben looking like a happy buddha boy, eyes closed in apparent bliss. It was so nice to see the picture, I feel like uploading perhaps the only picture I have digitized of myself and Ben, taken back in the winter of 1993/94, in downtown Eugene. Here it is: That's me, my brother Dennis in the middle, and Ben on the right with his hand in front of his mouth, smoking a cigarette. I need to import more of my old pictures onto my computer some day. Until then, this will have to do.

Cheers-
~H