Your footsteps really stand out here Vic. I understand the concept of your post. It's a whole new world out there with the snow on the ground isn't it?. Nicely done.

Looks great Vic! I like it! Nice job buddy.

it;s a nice cheery image. love the bow, the snow, the steps and the footsteps.

I liked your first concept before you interrupted yourself !! Nicely composed.

♥PJ♥

LIFE IN THESE UNITED STATES

It was Dec. 1970, I had just finished playing a pick-up basketball game at our neighborhood Y.M.C.A.. Just like any other night after the game I went to the locker room to retrieve my clothing. The attendant handed my wallet to me. I watched helpless as a ten dollar bill flew out of it onto the floor. I quickly covered it up with my foot, a reflex any person raised in a large city would make.
"That's mine!" a voice came from my right.
"I dropped it, buddy!" I protested
A voice from the left said "it's his!" pointing to the gentleman on my right who was trying to steal my money. There were only two of them so I prepared mentally for the battle to come. I felt a tap on my back.
"It's his!" stated the tallest man I had ever seen in my life standing behind me.
"Yep, your right." I said cowardly.
I left the three and quickly changed into my cloths. I took two steps at a time down the stairs and hustled to my car. When I reached the car I realized I didn't have any change to pay at the gate. Maybe, I thought, the attendant who may have seen what happened would loan me fifty cent.
Half way back up the stairs the three I cowardly gave my money too were coming at me. The smallest of the men stopped right in front of me.
"I'm glade we caught you before you left."
I Raised my eyes, wondering if they were looking for more money.
"I'm sorry, I really though it was my ten," he said.
It was a miracle, I thought, as the man handed me my ten dollars back. Feeling relieved, I ask the biggest if he had change for a ten.
"No!" he stated "but I can loan you fifty cents if you need it for the parking lot.

By Victor Reiner