Bob is not a professional model—I found him at the Y on a stationary bike. He’s what my mom would call a ham, so I knew he’d be just right. Don’t you agree he did a good job of evoking the inimitable mood of a genealogist about to make astounding ancestral discoveries? (That’s without jarring even one of the things tucked into all the pockets.)
Bob isn’t into genealogy (gasp!). I’ll be sure to pass on any comments you post convincing him he needs to be.