Joni was just too earnestly '70s to pass up, with the Dorothy Hamill hairdo and that grin clamped around the ink pen. The color scheme of the book makes me think of Holly Hobbie and bell-bottom corduroy trousers.
|Oh, Joni... We're laughing WITH you.|
When I returned from California, I stoically and glibly thanked God for whatever purpose He had in the fact that I wouldn't get the use of my hands back, that I couldn't ever marry Dick.
Poor Joni, forever denied dick...