Forum / Thank God I'm smart

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  Ann Bogle

  Sep 18, 10:47pm

  I was to meet my mother at 5 p.m. at the Gold Diggers Saloon, called Gold Nugget, and she, of course, was there, and I, naturally, drank past the limit for driving sober and didn't go. So she's sitting there, parked, at the Gold Diggers' Saloon, without a cell phone (because she's old fashioned) and without her daughters present. What is art? Her youngest is a gifted painter less afraid of Minneapolis landholders than of the gallery scene. Bless her, and her middle child is good at writing scenery, though her husband didn't know for certain before he died, and her oldest, a son, is an artist -- born first in the family, with a drive for finding what's next.

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