I found this old photo a little while ago. I was just shy of my 14th birthday when it was taken. I had planned to share it with some mocking self-deprecating comment about how awkward I looked, but as I thought about it, I realized that those awkward preteen years weren’t all that bad. I sometimes feel like I had a better sense of who I was at 13 than I do at 36. It was 1999. The year of our class Toronto Trip. Coming from small town Northern Ontario, that was a BIG deal. I was beginning to sort out my own sense of style, and I kept flip…