The year was 1983. I had not even known Buffalo a year yet, when we put what little we owned in a storage unit, packed up even less on his beloved "Jenny" and we hit the road for the trip of a life time from Orange County, California to Sturgis, South Dakota, by way of the Rocky Mountains in Colorado. Along the way, we stopped to spend the night in the Southern California desert. The next morning, as we were packing up, Buffalo captured this photo of me. (thanks to my sis, Bonnie, for scanning this for us!)
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A beautiful and classic photo!
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