Tuesday, January 30, 2018
Being with Art was like hanging out with Peter Pan, a boy who would never really grow up. He was a sweet, generous (especially when he hit that no. which he played daily) warm friend who was a natural artist. I guess I now have the biggest collection of his work.
He also loved animals, and I'm sure that there are a number of cats near his apartment building who are missing their daily meals cause Art is no longer around. We had some wonderful adventures together...........Art's first plane trip to visit our friend, Mary, in San Francisco, and some a little scary, like the time (after a night of dancing, and Art and I were great dance partners), some creepy guy was following us home in his car. Art was a big part of my growing up in WDC. I can never forget his '' boo hoo'' or ''hey, my dear''. RIP beloved friend till we meet again.
Love, Lida
