Posted 9 years ago
My mom took me to a arts & crafts fair featuring all varieties and mediums of local and regional artists. I had work for pops all summer and had a nice little chunk of change by his birthday. I had noticed that he was very interested in the artwork from a Native American could live near Tahlequah Okla. so we headed to that booth. Needless to say it didn't take long to realize I couldn't afford his work so sadly we kept walking. I was about to give up when my mom noticed some woodcarvings in a booth near the exit. Even this small boot wasn't cheap, but I explained my situation and the artist was willing to cut me a break. My dad's not big on words and tries to keep his emotions in check, but even Helen Keller could tell he was happy with my present. Funny how you remember those little unspoken moments.