The Real American

When I 1st moved to Vermont, I bought a house in Peachum. This house had a large yard, so I posted an American flag in the yard. One day I was outside painting. I had painted a Native American, but I could not put a face to it. It was a beautiful sunny, calm spring day. I said "Great Spirit give me a face!" Just then the wind picked up and blew the American flag off its mount. It landed on my head! It was one of those twilight zone moments! I looked at the painting and painted an American flag on the face!