Yesterday was Independence Day with its flags and firecrackers. Yesterday also saw the last breath of a World War II veteran. My Uncle left high school to join the army. He survived being a prisoner in a Nazi Prisoner of War Camp. He loved his country. We had all hoped we had more time with him but the cancer raced through his body. I spent yesterday trying to comfort his little sister, my mother.
I have always found solace in art. The picture is called "Birth of a Galaxy" and it did bring a bit of solace to my mother. My art usually does. This picture is dedicated to Kenneth Eugene Hughes. You will be missed Uncle Gene.
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