c. 1951, Los Angeles, CA

This is me in the foreground and my cousin David "Slimmy" Alcala in the background. (Check out those saddle shoes).

When I was growing up, I always thought Slimmy's flattop was the coolest - it was always perfect. I guess some people are born with cool flattops.

Slimmy was at my mom and dad's house many years back to help celebrate my sister Linda's birthday. He was still crazy as ever but I've got to hand it to him, he had looked great for being almost 60. I never did find his secret to pass on to all you Baby Boomers.

Slimmy reminded me of Mick Jagger. You know, getting up there in age but still being young in spirit. In fact, Mick is at that awkward age now, he's between being a stone and passing one.