The John Beargrease sled dog race is on and the drivers are having a tough time of it along Minnesota’s North Shore. Which got Claudia to watch Disney’s old movie Iron Will. I got paid a couple hundred dollars for what was a hundreth of a second exposure at the end of the film. Claudia always swore she saw me at the end of the move in the crowd scene.
So, when I was in the basement with the nasty Swedish driver hassling Will I thought I’d skip writing and watch it with her. At the end we played the crowd scenes over and over and I couldn’t see myself. Them we told my daughter’s family and they watched the end with their larger television with a fine tooth comb. They sent us a couple pictures and this looks like me. I remember flatting my hair and parting it in the middle.
