Sometimes you're at the right place at the right time, sometimes you aren't! Somebody out there knows who this visiting dignitary is - but we'll probably never know. The back of this ladies head is sure... uh... full of hair.
Hey! Is that the somewhat unfriendly stare of Bob Hope? Yes THE Bob Hope? Better get that camera out of my face, son.
Ah! St. Patrick's Day in Dublin, 1977. Who do you suppose is in that gilded chariot? At least one man waved.
But no one is a bigger house guest than the Queen, whenever she comes by our place, I welcome her as best I know how: line up all my nurses for her to thoroughly inspect and hire street-loads of old ladies and young boys to wave at her. Same thing happened in June of 1962.
Nice gloomy Ektachrome day, even makes a bright yellow get-up look drab. Well done, your majesty!
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