And here's the mean guy you all know, fully flowered in 1981! I had just finished 18 months of chemotherapy and my first year of grad school.
I weighed 130! You met me @ 165!

Gee, even back then I always looked like I was ready to bite someone.

I got hassled a lot on the street looking like that. Then Iran released the hostages and things got lighter.

Always call the place you live a house. When you're old, everyone else will call it a home.