Christmas sixty years ago, was going to be my best ever.

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I always thought I knew this drawing.

I thought about cutting some lilacs...

Two men run...

I do not know the story...

Four years ago, when my wife Judy died...

I was going through my photos…

The leaden skies shared their burden…

My grandmother’s letter…

My grandfather was a tailor who emigrated from Germany…

Shortly after leaving the practice…

To a fourteen-year-old girl living in Lakewood, Ohio…

I can’t not remember you…

Once upon a time, my sister and I sat for a portrait.

For my mother’s 75th birthday…

Everyone that my grandmother loved…

I left my homeland, Cuba, when I was seven…

Marushka is about 130-years-old.

My mom, Sherry…