On this day, Milford Zornes’ birthday, I’m posting the first of many stories from Hal Baker. “One day when Milford was ninety-eight years old, he had his driver John Meanor (my friend since 5th grade) drive him to an art supply store in Glendora. While they were there the owner
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I first met Hal Baker at one of the events I did with Milford Zornes and his associate and friend, Bill Anderson, at the Museum of History and Art in Ontario, California. Hal, an enthusiastic, outgoing man, introduced himself to me as Maria’s husband. Maria is Pat and Milford’s daughter.
One of my oldest friends, was master painter Milford Zornes—oldest chronologically because he was 100 when he died, and longest known because he was one of my father’s first patients in 1951 when my parents opened their office in Pomona, California. I worked in my parents’ office so I used
For Christmas Hedy got a treadmill. She’s a sturdy, energetic dog and I’m a 63 year-old lady who lives in a neighborhood with very steep hills. Even though I walk her usually twice a day or more, it isn’t enough to burn off the energy of a three-year-old Lab bred
It was hard for me to decide what to post today. I have so many stories clamoring that they’re like a bunch of noisy, impatient, pushy people all trying to squeeze out a narrow doorway at the same time. What keeps coming up most, however, is food. These days I’m