Both of my parents are gone now. Today is the anniversary of my Dad's passing. It is a day of reflection and heartfelt memories. My Father was a professional painter, he had a sign painting and house painting business as second job. I know there is a genetic link to art in my family, my grandfather and his brother were professional sign painters. I can remember sitting on the basement steps and peeking around the corner watching the silkscreen process, fascinated. My Dad never wanted material things or status in his life, he was as good as good gets. His legacy is his character, family, religion. He taught me respect for all other humans, never make another persons life more difficult by your actions or lack of action. As a young child, we were corrected if we didn't hold a door for someone, ran in front of another, took the last of something. My Mum and Dad always gently reminded us of manners and respect for another person, a simple way, but now I know a gift. I hope my children have learned by my example, treat everyone, the way you would like to be treated.
