[This past weekend, I attended the 60th anniversary of the founding of the Delta Phi chapter of Alpha Chi Rho.  Over the next few days I'll be sharing some of the photographs taken at the event.  Photo credits go to Jim Fisher, principal photographer at the event, and me, the second shooter on the grassy knoll.]

So, what do you think: separated at birth? Or just separated while shopping at Old Navy?

When we first arrived at Adam and Rose's apartment, Jim and Adam were wearing the same clothes.  Green polo, tan pants.  I gave Adam my glasses for the shot.  Yes, Jim and I have the same exact glasses.  It is Suzi's fault.

But the best part? The next day, Jim changes his clothes.  Adam comes out of his room, sees Jim, scurries back into his room, and comes out with the same shirt on.