I looked back at my senior pictures.  When I was young, I was completely convinced that I could take on the world and win.  Couldn’t get a date, but I could take on the world.  It was 1975, and I looked so cowboyish.  In the little town that I lived in, we would schedule two or three seniors at a time to go to the portrait photographer in the town near ours to have our picture taken.  The town we lived in was a small country town and the photographer lived about 15 miles away.  We even needed to do some of our shopping 15 miles away in a different town.  It seems as though everything was 15 miles away from Burrton Kansas.

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