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Flashback Friday

I wonder why this picture was taken.  It's not one of those posed Christmas pics other wise the older bro would be in it, too.  And with short sleeves, the Wombie and I are unseasonably dressed for the Holidays.  Marj didn't usually pose for those, so I just don't have a clue.  

But then again the stamp on the side states "Dec".  I guess it will remain a mystery.  There is another posed pic that is similar and was obviously taken at the same time which I will post in a few weeks. 

What was over to my right that I needed to heed at that moment?  O was I just giving my best side? Or am I doing the Napoleonic look?  Were we twins still matching our wardrobes at this late date?  Holy smokes.  

I barely remember the coffee table over there in front of the picture window.  It didn't stay there long, however - it kind of defeated having that big window when you couldn't get close to look out.    

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