A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

This was during my blond phase, I loved the Rod Steward hair.

One of the kids brought his guitar to class and we all took turns playing. No I don't play but
it was fun faking it.

My Senior Prom, June 1964.
I made my gown and thought I looked great. I know I will not see 135 pounds again, but I love seeing this picture.

In the summer of 2000 NYC had artist paint or deocrate statues of cows across
the city. This cow was covered with the MTA Subway map.
This is the latest picture of me along with my sister, Wilma (left), who was celebrating her retirement and her daughter Kenye.
The saying goes that a picture is worth a thousand words. I’ve decided that I need to include some photographs of myself in my blog so that I will have some reference points as I start on my weight loss venture.