It was in the early 1950s when the old hobo came to the back door asking for food. Grandma fed him of course, she always did. He told us stories about the old days while he ate. When Pop wasn't looking grandma slipped him a silver dollar, a lot of money back then. I can still remember how he smelled.
Background and hobo created in MidJourney, Woody Guthre overlay from Pixabay. Processing in Photoshop
It was in the early 1950s when the old hobo came to the back door asking for food. Grandma fed him of course, she always did. He told us stories about the old days while he ate. When Pop wasn't looking grandma slipped him a silver dollar, a lot of money back then. I can still remember how he smelled.
Background and hobo created in MidJourney, Woody Guthre overlay from Pixabay. Processing in Photoshop
Woody Guthrie... When I taught the pledge of allegiance to the flag meant nothing to the students... I thought they should sing "This Land" Belongs to you and to me... a great Guthrie song.