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so this would be me before I had any idea what I was getting into...

        Heather on her sixteenth birthday

        with one of my favorite ties

            a shot of me with my dear friend Jack in Oregon

            this is the most pristine old growth forest in the states.

                        my friend John the computer god and me doing some winter training with a collapsible sea kayak

                  John and I are pretty close in spite of the fact that he's usually out running rivers or consulting in a different country

                          and another of John hanging out in some circa 600 A.D. cliff dwellings in southern Utah

                    we'd been on the San Juan river in a canoe for a few days.

                        my friend Elizabeth in a fabulous party dress on our way to a play in Ashland, Oregon

                  my relationship with E dates back to a former life.  she's moving herself back to upstate new york.  beg her to call if you see her.

                            can't forget my best friend Mary (she'll be on location at a catalog shoot somewhere in Florida).

                    she called me Marcel for the last couple of decades or so, in case you're wondering where that came from...  not a moment goes by that I don't miss her.

                              here's an unrecognizable shot of me under a little stress after a few 20+ hour days during crunch time at C.U.

                   

                      another of me playing with my food in a tatami room in Dallas

                     

                              couldn't leave out this shot of my favorite spot in Rocky Mountain National Park - it's about 12,500 ft above sea level

                    I originally posted this shot because I enjoyed seeing Aleaza on the edge of a really big cliff, but we talk now.

                    Levi, the most beautiful cat in the world (pre lethal injection).

                  (post oven shot will not be forthcoming.)

                                and here's the apre cycling crash shot of me cleaned up after 4 hours in the emergency room at Boulder Community Hospital.

                    not one of my better days...

                       

            I've neglected to represent several people critical to my sanity and all of those responsible for my torment.  too bad kids; you'll remain anonymous,

            however, special thanks to my champion and vacation master sharon, jean jameson my former shrink, life lessons with cate, tim my vanished adopted brother and six foot three inch version of me, ginger who shares my psyche and sends me novels and pleasant thoughts, my friends the reillys, crystal and chris who disappear constantly but remain present, michael the real-life model for the simpsons, our dead friend al, my favorite psychic george o'steen, reiki master deborah, my greatest fan jennifer, miggs cronin for believing I'm frank sinatra, mary's sister fran who checks after my sanity, formerly satan and real estate magnate joel friedman and our decadent annual dinners, my past and future surgeons and physical therapists, my dentist walter, my favorite professor dr. monarchi, rebekah the breeder, my estranged nephew charlie, the lovely and talented linda who never ceases to believe in me, mark margaretten who sets the worst possible example and gives obsessive compulsive behavior a bad name, beautiful di in vegas of all places who loves to hear my stories, kyle who is missing in action with her husband, my young friend and adopted little brother greg, the eternal child in james gallucci, kate and luke and the staff at the tungsten in nederland just because they're so cool, rebecca who shares my troubles with this life, and to john daniel and the widmer bros who remind me that fun is the best thing to have.

            I've posted some additional photos for those of you who have made requests.