My dad found Henry at a pound in the suburbs of Chicago in 1975. Henry was too skittish for his previous owner, who originally named him “Mellow” (it was 1975). With a little training, he finally did mellow.
I took this photo of Henry in 1980 as he rested his head in the window, something he did every day, watching the world go by. This photo really captures the ’70s for me, complete with gold shag carpet and a macrame plant hanger.
