Friday, October 10, 2008

Vincent van Gogh Cafe Terrace at Night painting

Vincent van Gogh Cafe Terrace at Night paintingVincent van Gogh Wheatfield with Crows paintingVincent van Gogh Roses painting
Some people have a hard, hard time. No money, no good schooling. Scarcely enough food. Nothing that you children have, but good people to love them. Your daddy started like that. He didn’t have one thing. He had to work till it practicly killed him, for every little thing he ever got.
“Well, some of the greatest men start with nothing. Like Abraham Lincoln. You know who he was?”
“He was born in a log cabin,” Rufus said.
“That’s right, and he became the greatest man we’ve ever had.”
He said nothing for a moment and they wondered what he was going to tell them about their father.
“Somehow I never got a chance to know Jay—your father—well as I wish. I don’t think he ever knew how much I thought of him. Well I thought the world of him, Rufus and Catherine. My own wife and son couldn’t mean more to me I think.” He waited

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