The Death of a Songwriter

There's not a single picture of me age 18. For something like a year, if a photograph was ever taken of you, you can't put your hands to it. I remember Duluth, Minnesota standing for a, for a photograph. Now maybe they threw it away when they were getting rid of all the sex men out of their files. There's so much stuff today where I would go like, Oh God, I was beautiful as that photo is in my hat. He says his wife's father loved photography and had a good camera but he never owned any photos from that time.