Portraits

Today at church I gave a lesson to the little kids, aged 11 and younger. My lesson involved some photos of famous people, Jesus, and one of me when I was about eight years old. Anyway, at the end of the lesson a bunch of the kids asked if they could have the photos. It was funny to see who wanted the Jesus pictures versus those who wanted the other people (like Hagrid, for example). At the end of it all, I was left holding my own photo… apparently no one wanted a picture of an eight-year-old Jeff.

I handed it to my friend Franz, who is one of the teachers. He took it home, framed it, and put it on the stairwell in his house.

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He’s waiting to see how long it takes the women in the house to notice it. Hilarious.