Hello, sweetheart. Get me Rewrite!
One of the joys — and drawbacks — of knowing someone forever is they have embarrassing photos of you. Katharine found me doing the Junior Journalist thing at some point in the 1970s. I have absolutely no memory of this. I suspect it’s when I was editor of the Leeward Community College newspaper. No, I didn’t wear bowties. That’s Brad’s job.
