This is us, rockin’ the ’80s, in front of the Pyramid jewelers in the National Savings Bank Building on State Street. I believe we were going to a record convention, comic book convention, some sort of thing across the street at the then spanking new Hilton. I remember thinking that Conrad Hilton wouldn’t have been too impressed with what passed for a modern hotel. As for the date, I’m gonna call it 1987.
