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Our niece just sent this picture, which her mom, Johnny's sister, had somewhere. I love every bit of it, & not just because it's Johnny. The topknot, the white on white, the mischief in his eyes, the little bruiser posture. I would have fallen in love with him 4 years earlier than I did if I'd seen it in 1979.