SWMBO (My beloved Judy) and I at the Fiesta Americana hotel Christmas Party in Guadalajara, Mexico in 1987.
The sombrero was a gag hat taken around to place on the head of intoxicated gringos for their idiot picture.
But coupled with that beard I look like I should have ridden with Zapata, don't you think?
A few years later. 1990 and another Christmas party in Guadalajara.
My very dear and late friend Walter Nixon (father of Cynthia) and my beautiful wife. (I think SHE looks like a movie star.)
To one and all we wish you the very, very best of the holidays on this Christmas Eve.
And, as Sergeant Esterhazy used to say on Hill Street Blues, let's be careful out there. (Lots of holiday cheer will be consumed tonight.)