I'm so old I remember my father coming home from a hunting trip with a deer strapped to the front passenger fender of our old Chevy Deluxe. When cars had fenders - something like this:
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@Thodsis I'm so old, I needed to take a lot of photos, back when "say cheese" meant holding still for 20 minutes and hoping the sun didn’t set before the darn thing developed. My first selfie was a daguerreotype so heavy, it doubled as a doorstop and a mirror for checking my nonexistent hairline.
