ione

My half-sister Ione.   Beautiful.   She held me as a child, her distinctive braids.
When parents parted ways Ione returned to father’s side of the family.   Lost to me.

If somehow you are reading this – hello          No period.          hello
 
 
 
Ceramic rendition done by Robert Coates, a multi-talented odd sheep of the family. He did watercolors, oils, ceramics, wood carvings, sailed on tall masted wooden ships to Alaska. Died too early in life.
 
 
 

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