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Spring/Summer 2004

These next few pix are from Friday, April 30. A going away party of sorts for Maya and Hannah, who both moved to NYC. Sadly, I didn't happen to take any pix of Hannah. But this is Maya and Aaron, with Nate, or DJ Nuttz, in the background.

People having fun at party.

Professional DJs Aaron and Nuttz confer regarding Color Me Badd.

Aaron and Patricia.

This is Julie and Marnie.

This is Marnie.

This is Marnie and myself.

Jump to the 9th of May, Mother's Day. Mr C visits his grandma, my mother.

Patti poses with her favorite grandson, Mr C.

Same.

Steve has issues with the open love shown to Mr C.

One day I came out of my apt bldg, California St between Parker and Commonwealth. Someone had taken a key or a knife and slashed up my motorcycle seat. Frustrating, sad, depressing. Who does this?

Steve came over to the apt one day to hang out. Here he's demonstrating odd poses to Mr C.
Can you find Mr C under the covers?
Mr C hides in the sunlight.
Different angle.
Mr dear, old friend, Eric married the delightful Margaret on June 19, 2004. These pix were taken the night before at a party at a hotel bar. My dear, old friend Tony came up from LA and stayed with me. This is Tony with Ken .
Deb talks to Melissa about what it's like to be pregnant. (Their daughter was born on July 28, 2004.)
Old friends, Eric and Tony.
Eric, Tony and another guy whose name I forget.
Me taking a picture of people taking pictures -- one of my favorite pasttimes. Two t's in pasttime?
Tony!
Another odd pic of me; here with Eric's sister-in-law, Kathy.
Me in the hotel bar mirror.
Another shot of me with Kathy.
E talks with Deb.
E gets serious.
People taking a picture of people taking pictures. Who is the attractive blonde woman?
Eric not being serious. I think these fellows might be E's cousins.
Next day Tony and C rest up at my chic pad. Or something.
C is drawn to the warmth of TG's human body.
Steve, Dad, Ted, Mr C; Father's Day 2004; Sunday, June 20th.
With my friend Tiffany at Half Moon Bay, Sunday, June 27, 2004.
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Leaving Half Moon Bay, someone had written this oh-so-true-for-us-all phrase in the sidewalk, in, I think, chalk.
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