Recently, Rebecca, Roman and I went on a kind of scavenger hunt trying to find the sculptures of J. Seward Johnson located around Chesterfield, Missouri.
The attention to detail was amazing---even this gentleman's book had words--mostly nonsense with the sculptor as the main character.
Some of these were in Chesterfield Athletic Complex.
And, some were at Central Park near Chesterfield Mall.
Some were modeled after famous paintings.
And, some were just from the sculptor's creative mind.
This canvas which the woman is painting reflects accurately what she is looking at.
They are all child-friendly allowing Roman to sit on her lap.
Some were of ordinary events.
But, some fit in so well to the surroundings that we sometimes had a hard time finding them.
The brochure did have GPS co-ordinates if we had a hard time finding them.
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Between Two Worlds
Most of my life, I've considered it fortunate that I was just ahead of the Baby-boom. Generally, the Baby-boomers were born between 1946 and 1964 after the fathers returned from World War II. It was a huge population explosion that has reverberated through American society.
This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.
This blog will be part history, part memories, part reflections of a retired teacher, but active "Senior". I have always felt like I straddled two generations forming a bridge. Sometimes I think like a baby-boomer, but sometimes I'm locked into my parents' Depression era thinking. I'm a dichotomy of two eras. But, I'm always ready to try something new---so here I am dipping my toes in the water of Blogworld.
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