I Was A Belmont Student

So occasionally there are days here at work that I am reminded that I was, in fact, a Belmont student. Oh, and so was my dear husband, Cliff. That's just something you don't escape. Sometimes the reminder, though, is more humorous (at least, to me) than others.

Today's exhibit:

While looking up some information on potential members of a steering committee I am putting together, I ran across this...


Notice any(some)one(s) familiar?

I'd recognize that cowlick anywhere. And as for me, though this was an actual photoshoot and not a candid shot, the windblown look is au naturel, thank you very much.