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A glimpse into the childhood of the Bridgemeister...

1972. Here I am, sitting in the back seat, already alertly watching for bridges. Such an innocent face.

My childhood was a series of bad haircuts. At such a tender age, it was necessary to cover my ears (they stick out ya know) so as to spare the trauma of having my ears exposed.

1988. By 16, I had decided it was time to show my ears to the world.

1991. My first corporate job, a college internship. Here I've perfected my infamous scowl. My mother says I look like a serial killer. You decide.