(Sorry about the quality; not sure what my scanner was picking up, because the original doesn't have those lines. The scanner did no favors with that smile, either. The passage of time has not dimmed my memory of unfairness over the fact that the photographer didn't give me any warning that I was supposed to be smiling; that is my "I am halfway to a smile" smile.)
And last Saturday, with a much better photographer but perhaps a bit less personal grooming and definitely no nail polish or tan, though the clothes are certainly more comfortable:
We've come a long way, baby... which way that is, it's probably best not to dwell on.