Ah the prom. That is Maureen, my girlfriend. This picture was probably carried around in a wallet, folded up. I think the Prom was at the Rivera in Atlantic Beach. We went to dinner at the John Peel Room in Westbury and then drove to the prom in George Bevis's father's car. Maureen made her dress. The entertainment was the Cyrkle (Red Rubber Ball and Turn Down Day) and the Critters (Mr. Dyingly Sad). After the prom we went to Robert Moses beach and played on the swings.
Oh boy! This would be George Bevis (he of the unibrow),Bob Kopp (the clarinet player standing next to me on the previous page) and me in the standard shot-taken-by-the-Mother-in-the-livingroom-before-the-girls-arrive.
Let's just call it what it is. We look like three goofballs here. There is nothing else to say.
