I sketched this twenty years ago in pencil on a bit of scrap paper from the second floor of the house my children were teenagers in. Why? Although ten years before I started most of my genealogical journey, I knew my grandparents on both sides had lived nearby. That snowy night I felt I was looking back in time.
This year I reworked it as an Oil Pastel drawing and had it digitalized. It will always be in my mind and now it is being shared.