Aw, the World's a Crumby Place. (The New York Times, July 15, 1951)
J. D. Salinger, Literary Recluse, Dies at 91. (The New York Times, January 28, 2010)
In 1951, I had my own crumby place. It was called a high chair. Fortunately, my parents didn't take any pictures when I used my food as make-up, so you'll have to settle for this outdoor shot.
Stylish pants, eh?
But sometimes, things change when you're a parent yourself.