Another shot of Dad.

Some pictures bring with them their own set of questions. Why was Dad tucked into the corner like this? Blowing up the picture shows, on the table, a slide rule laid on its side, the mark of a draftsman aspiring toward engineer-hood. That box at his feet holds the tools of Dad's drafting trade, and an odd-shaped leather case that I can't identify. Could be for a camera.

Love those socks.