More from the archives...these two photos buried amid others. I had almost despaired of finding them again, and when I was looking for something else completely, there they were. My father's wife Eva took them one morning at coffee -- I think I was 18 or 19 years old. I like them very much, even though I look at them now with a mixture of affection and nostalgia for that girl so long ago. A lot has happened in between then and now.