I came across this photo today. It is a picture of me at 9 and my brother Kent at 15. It is August 1962 and the location is somewhere in New Hampshire. This is all I know. Not sure who took the shot. Probably my mom. Also I don’t know why my late brother Scott isn’t in it. Mysteries. What I want to think about is how does this photo make me “feel.” The original is a 3×3 inch faded color print. There aren’t any markings on the back except my mom’s handwriting.