Saturday, January 17, 2015

Lincoln Clan


The Lincoln Clan—
Living with Lincoln has not been like "living high on the hog." We are the poor folks in the Lincoln Clan and for whatever reason we have stayed there. I was, since my earliest recollections, wanting to have those things my friends and neighbors seemed to have and took for granted it was their due. If they wanted for anything it was not apparent. They seemed to eat better than we did and they always had money to spend on things we seldom had. I don't know who makes the choices as to where we are born or if we get to pick and choose our parents but knowing now what I went through to get to where I am I could have made better choices.

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Rain on the skylight. Pitter-patter. Not cold enough for snow or ice but nice to hear the rain. Read the story. I used to draw a lot.