Used in a sentence: "Look -- there -- on my mid-eighties shoulder -- it's Mason Bo Scorpio!"
I was barely a teenager when this photo was taken, and since I was such a late bloomer, I was *really* more a tweener instead of my actual age. Which, come to think of it, may also be why I was sooo enjoying one of my Christmas presents that year ... the little tiger stuffed animal perched there on my shoulder for the photo.
His name? Well, it so happens that my father's wife-of-the-time's middle daughter, who was just one year older than I was, was a soaps watcher ... Santa Barbara and Days of our Lives and General Hospital -- which, for viewers of a certain age, should be the only explanation needed for the name given to my best-friend-at-the-time. (I'll pause while everyone "awwwws" here.)
And ... as a special item ... instead of my usual links-in-triplicate at the end of a post ... here's an *updated* version of the photo, nearly 30 years later! (Yes, I already know, Mason Bo Scorpio looks younger but I most certainly do not.)
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