Nov 23, The Corrigan Home

This is the house I grew up in. My mom sent me the photo, and I was surprised at how small it looks to me. This is from 1964 and I was born three years later, and I remember huge elms on the boulevard and I giant oak in the backyard. I climbed up those rain spouts onto the porch with my brothers, and danced on the wood floors. The large window to the left is onto the dining room where we would have our tree, I think... and do you see that wreath on the front door?

8x10 acrylic on canvas

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