It was where my mother, Virginia Graces, spent the last year and a half of her life. They were really very good to her there, and every time I go, I think of Mom.

I judged my mother much too harshly for her dating life. Being her only child, I wanted her completely to myself.

When the war first broke out, I was commissioned to paint dozens of the 'Support our Troops' banners. Now, I only have two. It's like no one wants to be reminded that we are at war. It is life as usual.

Sometimes they can see something that I don't.

I enjoy being a part of it all. They recognize me.

It took a while to get used to because you can see through the glass. But it is easier to work on glass because it is so smooth.