There's just two small pictures of Leon that I scanned in. The first is a school photo from the year 1967-1968. The second is a loose picture that was in the box. This is often how I remember my dad. He would stand in front of the mirror each morning before school and shave while I sat and watched. Then he would splash his face with Old Spice. And let me touch his smooth cool skin.
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