While working at La Caille at Quail Run I waited on a photographer doing a shoot in Salt Lake City. He wanted to take some photos of me. He seemed like a nice guy but I arranged to meet him in a public parking lot and leaned against his car while he worked. He returned a few evenings later and handed me a large envelope with a couple of 8 x 10s and this filmstrip page. I was in my mid twenties. I don't think I fully enjoyed being this age.
We almost threw these photos out during a garage cleanup.