Aside from the look of suspicion (I'm sure Scott would be proud), this picture shows a problem with MANY of my childhood photos: overexposure. As a near-albino living in South Florida where everyone else is tan year-round, most of the time I looked like a marshmallow with eyes (but not eyebrows) in pictures.
Anyway, I'd bet money that I was told by my Dad to not cry and managed to suck it up for the picture. Because a sullen kid is a better photo subject than a screaming one. Or something like that.
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