A Mirror into Ken's Past -- 1976

This kitten was one of Stomper's one litter. He was the brightest, and the first one
out of the box, out of any barrier we could come up with. If I sprawled out to read
on the sofa, he would curl up under my chin and purr. When he died of distemper it
broke my heart. He was black with just a few white hairs scattered throughout.
For scale, that's one of Sidney's ash-trays on the right side of the photo.

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