This photo was taken at my birthday party in 1988. I am standing in front of Nathan Marsak’s hearse. There are other photos from this event which will eventually surface.
This photo is of note because it is the quickest way to explain why my wife refused to even say hello to me even though we were in the same department and shared the same advisor–who confided in me that we were soul mates. I laughed when Jasper told me that. Character is fate, as I remember reading somewhere. . .