A Christmas Card



Back in January I wrote about my youngest daughter’s artistic endeavors which began when she was a child.  You can read about it here:


One of the things she enjoys doing is creating greeting cards for family and friends.  Each Christmas we look forward to receiving this year’s latest endeavor.  Each is originally drawn by hand and carries her personal message.

The above is her latest creation.

Merry Christmas!



And now to put you in the spirit, Luciano Pavarotti at the Notre Dame Cathedral in Montreal, 40 years ago.


About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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5 Responses to A Christmas Card

  1. beetleypete says:

    Such a lovely idea, to send such personal cards. I am sure you treasure them, Frank.
    Well done to your talented daughter.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Jennie says:

    Wonderful, Frank!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. inesephoto says:

    What a wonderful card! Wishing you all the best!


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