Chapter 1: Reproduced with permission of Punch Ltd., www.punch.co.uk
Chapter 2: Me and Jimi sitting on a bed in Micky’s hotel room, probably somewhere in the US after a concert. Mick took the picture with a little Kodak Instamatic. Photo: © Micky Dolenz
Chapter 3: Richard Cullen Adair—my great-uncle Chick by marriage to my great-aunt Aida, my mother’s aunt. Photo: Courtesy of the author
Chapter 4: Phyllis Barbour and I on our wedding day in San Antonio, six months before our first child, Christian, was born. Photo: Courtesy of the author
Chapter 5: Me and the guys—Davy, Micky, and Peter—probably in RCA Studio in Hollywood. The man behind Davy is likely Hank Cicalo, the engineer. Photo: © Henry Diltz
Chapter 6: Me and Jack backstage—maybe Salt Lake City or maybe Cow Palace in San Francisco—maybe Mars. Who knew? Photo: © Henry Diltz
Chapter 7: The First National Band—Red Rhodes, left, then John London, John Ware, and me. In some dirt lot, next to a truck. Photo: © Henry Diltz
Chapter 8: Baba Hari Das. I called him Babaji, he called me Michaelji—although not out loud. I don’t know where or when this was taken. Probably before I met him. Maybe not. Photo: Pradeepwb—the author’s camera, CC BY-SA 3.0., https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?curid=43640608
Chapter 9: A still from the “Rio” shoot. One would have to watch my instructional video “World of Colour” to know what color Nancy Gregory’s dress is. She’s on my left. Photo: © Henry Diltz
Chapter 10: My mother, Bette, and I in Houston. I think I was around five or six years old here. Photo: Courtesy of the author
Chapter 11: Me and Garry Shandling deciding what to do next, on the set of Television Parts, doing the car mechanic comedy video. Photo: © Henry Diltz
Chapter 12: Me and Skippy-the-Plane outside my Santa Monica Airport hangar in a pilot-plane embrace. Photo: Courtesy of the author
Chapter 13: Me and Douglas Adams outside the Tesuque Village Market on a cold, snowy day in New Mexico. Douglas is on the left. TVM was a breakfast place not far from my little ranch in Nambé. D. and I ate breakfast there regularly. Photo: Courtesy of the author
Chapter 14: A giant rock on Carmel Beach that was staring at me, so I stared back. Nice, friendly rock. Reminded me of the Pietà. Photo: © Tony Kent
