Trot Tatlock

Drew in the crib, drew on my desk, drew on the basement walls…on church bulletins…in study-hall.

In fourth grade, to get me to stop drawing on my desk, Mrs. Wilson kept me after school and taught me how to paint…..

So I painted on my desk, in study-hall, painted on the basement walls….to get me out of the basement somebody gave me a french field easel…. painted on the porch…in alleys…in bars…next to dams… on dams…in dams…on the big giant slides at State Fair….

I never forgot Mrs. Wilson….

The world needs more Mrs. Wilsons..

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