Original Painting - Acrylic on Canvas 20x30
I remember the ride to my parents’ old farmhouse near Johnson's Creek, Wisconsin. Singing along with the
Christmas carols on the car radio, bundled up in our winter coats as my wife,
Nancy, and I traveled down the snow covered back roads with a car full of kids,
plus dog and presents for the family. There was love and laughter and food and
drink at the end of the gravel road and I guess I thought it would never change.
But, everything changes. Loved ones are gone, youth is gone, even the farm
belongs to someone else now …at least my Christmas memories still remain.
