When I was 8, my dad insisted on taking me to The Shriner's Circus in Vancouver to be a clown for a day. I was pretty shy and didn't want to go, but he made me. The newspaper took shots of me and they called me "The Saddest Clown in Town". Sorry I don't have a tear sheet of it. BUT, I DID find these shots my dad took on slide fill with the old Rollie camera. Dug them out and scanned a few for you to see.
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