The Artist

He’s not giving up! Yesterday he couldn’t tie his shoes. He said, “I’m like a wind-up toy without a key.”

For a minute, Parkinson’s thought it was getting the best of him. But, today is another story.  We set him up in the garden

with his easel, brushes and paint tubes. “You can go in now, I’m good.”

Thank you to his daughter, Greta, for supplies and belief.