Like a lot of teenagers, I really didn't like having my picture taken. Unlike most teenagers, I constantly found myself in places where there were numerous photographers, and I was expected to not only let them take my picture, but to actually pose for it. In order to keep some small measure of sanity, I surrounded photographers with a Somebody Else's Problem Field by the time I was fourteen.
I'm glad I did that, I wouldn't have this picture if I'd been aware that it was being taken, and I wouldn't have the great memory of standing with Denise outside Planet Hell (Stage 16 at Paramount) between shots, looking at what I think are proofs for the Star Trek: The Next Generation comic book.
(Enormous thanks to WWdN:iX reader Chris L., who sent me this promotional photo.)