I fell in love with a book my mother gave me when I was ten years old. Mother had been a fine arts major and the book had originally been grandmother's, when grandmother studied at the Art Institute of Chicago.
I met Joseph Blanchard in the lobby of a hospital while waiting for my husband. He plays for free for patients and composes as he goes. A clever and a kind man.
1 posted on
06/19/2017 12:37:25 PM PDT by
mairdie
To: mairdie
They don’t make art like they used to...................
2 posted on
06/19/2017 12:47:22 PM PDT by
Red Badger
(Unless you eat The Bread of Life, you are toast!.......................)
To: mairdie
11 posted on
06/19/2017 2:02:23 PM PDT by
donna
(I want to live in a Judeo/Christian country where we know that, before God, men & women are equal.)
To: mairdie
Back in the day when the ideal female breast was a handful, not a ten-gallon hatful. None of these females is super skinny, either — they all have curvy hips and butts. But they were perky up top.
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06/19/2017 4:22:18 PM PDT by
Albion Wilde
("We will be one people, under one God, saluting one American flag." --Donald Trump)
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