June 1963

This is a school picture, from the first grade; I would turn six years old a month later. I'm looking at the face, trying to decide what I see. Do I see someone trying to smile? Do I see someone about to cry?

Oh, how I hated those "buzz cuts" my mother would give me every summer! Even then, I wanted my hair long, and it would tear my heart out to see what I was allowed to have during the school year fall to the floor at the barber shop.

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