Here's Dad, circa somewhere around 1977-1979.
See that smile in that first photo - yah, Pax makes that exact same face.
Oh yah, and that's Papa, rocking a solid stache back when staches were authentic and not worn by 22-year-old hipsters who work at coffee shops and have tattoos that say, "You don't own me" in Chinese letters.
And here's my man Pax, circa, well, the last couple months.
Might be his personality, might be the white wig - Mom calls him Blond Melon, after an infamous band called Blind Melon who had a huge radio hit back in 1992 but who should have been better known because of a song called "Change" off of their self-titled debut album. Sorry, I digress. Anyway, sometimes we call him Pax and sometimes we call him P-Bucket and sometimes we call him crazy, but his extended family often thinks of him as Paxtrick.
