Sunday, July 27, 2008

29/365: Stacie

She was a red haired woman who had many “gentleman callers,” my father among them (though he always insisted nothing ever happened). She had a thick white rug and you had to remove your shoes to enter. She was also a painter and my mother still has one of her paintings hanging on the wall. It was a unique experience, as a child, knowing her.

1 comment:

Pearl said...

hm, like where your project is going.