This is my newest little painting. It was inspired by a wonderful man I knew. When I was very little 4 or 5 Mr.Clark was my neighbor. Him and Mrs.Clark were just wonderful people. He was one of my fill in Gramps and both of mine were gone by the time I was a toddler.
Mr.Clark was one of those people who had gusto for everything he ever did. He drove a huge station wagon like it was a tank. Would stop traffic in a huge line so he could pull out with style. He cut his grass on his giant riding lawn mower with what I can only describe as aviator goggles and a big red scarf.
He liked our dog that was a laundry thief because it had no use for the boundaries of the yard. They would regularly go and take the walk to the mail box together. Mr.Clark with a cane that had a shiny strip and Max our dog just happy to be with his friend.
Mr.Clark told me I was a pistol and did everything in his power to encourage adventure in my personality to my mothers great dismay. Just recently I remembered what a fun man he was and how he effected me and wanted to share his zest for life.
He is gone now has been for over a decade but to this day when I am doing something just to be absurd I smile and think of Mr. &Mrs. Clark. So today as we get ready to celebrate our few remaining freedoms I want to encourage you with the spirit of Mr.Clark to go have a adventure.
After all your a pistol.