My twin brother Steve, me and our friend Bruno in a field near our home in Rome.
I'm not sure what was going on here with me pretending to be playing baseball because the truth is, I was so lousy at it the guys would never let me play with them.
This must have been a setup.
With my little sister Kristen on the balcony of our villa in Rome.
This is not a setup.
The diva thing must've caught on early. Kristen was my personal Barbie doll and many of the days of my childhood were spent dressing her up in all sorts of costumes and outfits.
With My Brothers at the Coliseum
I think we wore those sailor hats everywhere we went. Talk about not blending in.
Dad bought this Greek Guard costume for me on one of his trips to Greece.
Betcha can't guess why I loved it so much.
My piece de resistance was this costume fashioned completely from mom's old nylons.
