
It seems odd to see the juxtaposition of this photo with the one of Elliott in my previous post: two generations, sixty years apart. Harvey and Tip here, were younger than I am now. When Elliott's my age I'll just be an image of pixels stored on a jump drive in a drawer somewhere.
I'm pretty sure the photo was taken in Massachusetts but I don't recognize any of the background so I can't say where. I wonder what affair they might have been going to.
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