It's interesting to look at old pictures 'cause we see new things in them. As we mature, we catch aspects of our younger selves that we weren't conscious of at the time. Certainly, that's true for me looking at this snapshots.
In the first picture, I'm striking a pose. During my entire life, I've been extremely self-conscious of body-position and posture because they imply gender-identity. My parents, always on High Alert to any sign of femaleness in me, harshly scrutinized and criticized me when I gave off any hint of that. This picture, taken by someone else, slipped through their radar. I remember vividly posing for this picture, wondering if I was going to get caught.
The next picture is a photo of my mom and me at a tourist attraction. I'm wearing a mustard yellow shirt (whose bright hue appealed to me greatly), brown plaid pants, a double-holed leather belt and a matching double-holed wristband. While normally clothes this colorful would be off-limits to a boy, it was the Sixties and the widespread relaxing of sartorial style allowed me indulge a little.
The final photo is me in front of the White House on a visit to Washington, D.C. It was a big trip for my family since we rarely had money to go places far away. Just before my father snapped this picture, I remember him saying, "Stand up like a man!" I complied.
Do you see anything in these photos that I overlook? Your perceptions are greatly appreciated as they teach me things about which I'm often blind.