Sorry Alan, but I had ya beat in the "ears" department. Porbably beat out Prince Charles as well. Remember the TV show The Flying Nun? With my ears I could out-fly her any day.
Love my open mouth, not-a-brain-in-sight expression (3rd grade, photo circa early 1954).
You'll also note the difference in style. Obviously, Alan went to a much classier school (we had a better photographer, though
) Although, having pants which had a lining that matched the shirt was considered to be pretty classy in them days.
Bet my shoes wouldn't pass muster at Alan's school either.
However, you'll note that a mere 3 years later, I had turned into a very natty, suave, man about town with spiffy houndstooth bow tie and jacket (6th grade, photo January 1957) . Still those flying ears, though.
Interestingly, my ears no longer stick out like that. I think I've reached the age where things have sagged enough that my ears been pulled closer to my head.
