I don't have many pics of me from that year. I have some in '87 when I graduated from college (and just one then - my sister somehow ruined the role of film we used at graduation). I have some in '83 when I dressed up as Doctor Who
sheepish grin
and I have some in '88 when I went to Germany. But the only one I could find from '86 was a license. For some reason, it wasn't taken from me, so I kept it.
Now, if you actually think this is a good pic - blame it on the poor cameras of '86.
Still, as I look at this pic, I see such an innocent person. I looked at a few more recent pics and that innocence is LONG gone.
In 1986, I was still in college. I worked as a waiter to pay for my schooling. Waiting tables, while tiresome, actually kept me in good shape (as I worked a lot of parties in the upstairs room). Now, there are these rolls of fat that just keep popping up. Blah...
In '86, I still lived at my parents' home. In '87, I graduated, obtained my first job as a chemist and moved out of my parents' house. I'm happy to say that I've never moved back in since.
Oh yeah, I guess I should mention that I was probably 21 when this pic was taken - soon to turn 22. Ah... youth. Now I'm 37 soon to turn 38. What the?!?!