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My grandmother Hancock was perhaps the greatest storyteller
that ever was. In fact, many of my paintings had a starting
place in one of her marvelous stories. She told once of a
rock in the middle of the river that served as a place of
prayer. My father would ride alongside the rock in the middle
of the river, step off his pony, tug off his hat and have a talk
with the Lord. "That", said grandmother, "made him the man
that he was."
river pray praying dog
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