This man was standing around waiting, ready for work in 1897, coincidentally the same year three of my grandparents were born. He worked for the telegraph company. I imagine he could shinny up a pole faster than I can text a message on my cellphone. This painting is for sale.

My grandfather was a very special person in my life. He had serenity in a chaotic word, he was patient and affectionate with annoying children like myself, and he liked to laugh. As a very young man, he escaped poverty in Calabria by getting on a boat and starting a new life in the United…

Twas a time when gas was so cheap, that luxury cars could weigh tons.  And to some people, my uncle Charlie Malle, in fact, a car was a thing of beauty.  He spent a lot of time waxing and shining his cars. This is his Buick Roadmaster.  Decorating the hood is my Aunt Tess.