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  • Writer's picturePatricia Askew

From Bad Comes Good


I recently had a deaf in the family, an aunt of mine 86 years of age died of cancer. We are sort of a close family and try to support each other in times needed. With the proceeds of the the funeral came the visit of relatives that have moved out of state to greener pastures. Among one of them to my benefit was my younger brother.

Now I have always considered him an art talent but when he tried to pursue his dream years ago, he was turned down by one of the specialized art high schools here in NYC. He currently works as an engineer Atlanta, Ga and reads blue prints all day.

Since, I value his opinion I was flattered when he said he wasn't leaving without purchasing some of my art work for his walls. So from some bad came some good,


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