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A tribute to my best friend Myrna

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When I was a teenager my brilliant mother arranged for me to spend time with her friend, our family beautician, Myrna Kempf. Mom asked Myrna if she would teach me how to oil paint. That's how our friendship began.


I spent a lot of time at the Kempf home. Myrna's daughter, who is my age, had friends who would wonder why she left me sitting there with her mother on a Friday night. Her sons saw me as a regular fixture and her husband would kid me, "Who let the varmint in?"

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