When I first moved into my Homewood office (about a year and a half ago), Grace gave me some artwork of her own. I proudly hung it next to my law school diploma and my bar license. When she was in my office the other day, she said, "Daddy, I can't believe you have those pictures. I just scribbled them." At the ripe old age of five, she was not impressed with her earlier work.
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