What a great Thanksgiving. Spend the time with Mom Mack, my ex-mother-in-law, who I respect and love. She is 96 years old and to me a delight to be around. I had the chance to hold my grandson who was born in August of this year. He is a quiet baby, at least when I was around him. Sweet smile, bright eyes and a head full of hair. I figured the hair was my contribution. I loved hold his small body, feeling him breath, watching his eyes follow movement, and feeling his life in my arms. Oh, my daughter had send many, many pictures of him. We teased her, telling her that when two days go by and we don't receive a picture of him, we think something wrong with her. My first time seeing him in the flesh. Indeed, it was a time of thanks during this Thanksgiving.
I also had a chance to spend time with Preston Jackson, an old friend and great artist. His sculptures is on display around the world. His time and words infused me with renewed energy towards my own works.
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