Well, I went to Russell's funeral and reconnected with a couple of people that I haven't seen for 30 years. It was cathartic in many ways. In fact, I immediately called up my old friend Ralph and had lunch with him. It's weird, but I sort of felt a sense of urgency, like if I didn't call him right away I might not see him in time before he died. I just got this pic back from our company shindig in Tucson, and thought I'd put it up and remove the mystery of what Tim really looks like. I have a beard (really, it's fake! it helps me maintain my secret identity when I am not saving the world as Captain America).
One-Hundred Days of Mirth
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