I moved to California in 1978. John and his wife Phyllis became my family. They welcomed me and whomever I brought over, a successive series of girlfriends, my future wife, Donna and of course, our children. Their home became our place of warmth and love through successive crises, celebrations and holidays. This blog celebrates and honors my love for them and an investigation of art from a very subjective point of view.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Already -- November 28. And I missed October. Here I am now. Now. Oh no, it is almost tomorrow. But I have captured November in time. This teacher beseiged by students, parents, papers and the evil principal. I will tell all in my upcomming book.
