The rocking horse, Red Pepper, was made for me by my paternal grandfather, Papa Jack.
Don't let the size of his cheeks fool you -- he is a skinny little guy. Long, but thin.
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| An early shot of Nick's nursery, not long after I brought him home. The rocking horse, Red Pepper, was made for me by my paternal grandfather, Papa Jack. |
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| This picture is fuzzy, but it shows a happy sleepy Nick, curled up in a blanket and resting on the bed while I work on his web site. Don't let the size of his cheeks fool you -- he is a skinny little guy. Long, but thin. |
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