When you find forty-year-old photos of yourself that you never knew existed, several thoughts may pop into your mind. For instance: "I dressed like that for a road trip?" Well, it was the 70s, after all. Thank goodness my friend had Kodachrome in  his camera to fully capture the glorious redness of my trousers. While I enjoy the lovely view here somewhere near Monterey, California, other visitors seem to be dumpster diving. This slide was in a stash of them my friend and I unearthed in a spare room of his house a few days ago. View full size.
When you find forty-year-old photos of yourself that you never knew existed, several thoughts may pop into your mind. For instance: "I dressed like that for a road trip?" Well, it was the 70s, after all. Thank goodness my friend had Kodachrome in his camera to fully capture the glorious redness of my trousers. While I enjoy the lovely view here somewhere near Monterey, California, other visitors seem to be dumpster diving. This slide was in a stash of them my friend and I unearthed in a spare room of his house a few days ago. | Click image for Comments. | Home | Browse All Photos