A somber day for me. Three years ago, today, Wilma died. I've been in a funk today and can't focus on anything constructive. So, since I'm thinking of her, I thought I'd sketch something with that theme.
I am holding on to the key fob she used since we were dating 47 years ago. She never was without it. She showed it to me back then and said we had to question authority. That meant we should question what the government says, what the cops say, any authority figure. I tended to be more traditional and not so rebellious but I loved her for that independent spirit and critical thinking.
She was the best partner and mother to our kids. I'll never forget her.
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