Rach and I drove down to San Marcos, TX to visit our brother, Steve. He showed us around town, we hung out with Walter and observed/discussed his elaborate collage of magazine clippings, album covers, pictures and posters on the walls of his apartment.
Wish we could have spent more time with those two!
By the way, the picture, neighboring Bob Dylan and Tupac, is of me and Rach when we were like 4 and 2 years old and the stuffed dog I am holding, I still have it. I am not ashamed.