The kids at East Denver High chose my mother as the prettiest girl in school. She was a tomboy and regularly chastised by her proper father. "You'll never find a husband by challenging the boys to climb trees faster than you can." However, her marriage to my father lasted 57 years. He called her "my princess". Here they are after their wedding. When I drew this portrait, I must have been thinking of her.
I love Harry Connick Jr.'s rendition of "The Very Thought of You".
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