September 4, 2013
Tall with slender stem you stood, Flaring goblet of crystal glass. But you are gone now – gone – alas From those who used and knew your good. Pure shape formed from heathen fire, Many who drank from thee are gone. Now you, in turn, your turn, move on, God decrees all things expire. Sad, […]
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June 18, 2013
My Dad’s folks were very religious, and coming from England, they belonged to the Episcopal Church. They were also very poor. There was little work for my grandfather in New York (he was a mezzotint artist-that is a classy form of etching, and photo-engraving had pretty much made mezzotint work obsolete) and the family finances […]
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