This hilarious photo, gleaned from an ancient album, is of one of my brothers who shall remain anonymous.
This brother, however, is now revered, sedate, and always the picture of fatherly composure.
He did, however, set himself up for future abuse aplenty when he posed as the chucklehead at Lake Powell he was in this photo. Though now no one would believe it, he was the family daredevil, lunging about, charging up rocks and generally terrifying my parents at every turn when we were on vacation.
Rex, however, the favored baby son, didn't mock when he saw this picture. Surely he was just little when it was taken, but still . . . he chose his words carefully. He simply said thoughtfully, "I remember that hat."