This was easier than finding and scanning an old photo because it was already hanging on the wall.
My mom (no Olan Mills Studio for Mrs. K!) commisioned an oil portrait of me when I was six. It was painted from a combination of photographs and live sittings, which were kind of an ordeal for a six year old, but the painting (or, more likely, its frame) might someday fetch a few dollars at the garage sale my heirs will hold to dispose of all my junk
