Paintings 2022-24
From an old photo of me maybe three and my great grandfather known as Daddy Short to me and Short to folks in town. The picture was taken out back near the chicken coop with the ocean really thirty miles away. He was a butcher and owned a general store.in a small town on the Eastern Shore.
The stories I remember being told about him driving to the black side of town to pick up a man who worked for him and his family and brought them to his home when a lynch mob was out and about.
The other was his being famous for winning contests carrying a large calf on his shoulders.
My mother loved him very much. She fished with him as a child and young woman. He fished nearly every day somewhere, river, bay, or ocean.
He died when I was six. I remember that day. My brother and I were playing out front by the birdbath. Everyone came out of the house dressed in black.