Tangenting, there were two photographers that couldn't get "Chip Junior" to crack a smile. One almost fell over when I said "say Hasselblad" and CJ broke into a wide grin. The other still thinks he succeeded in getting CJ to smile because he never heard me jangling my keys (which almost always did the trick until CJ was about three).


The world is a book, and he who stays home reads only one page.
The future won't last; it will soon be your tomorrow.
History doesn't repeat itself, but it sometimes rhymes.