Here's a toy fire truck I painted. The toys belong to my two-year-old grandson. He likes to play with his fire trucks and has some other fire-fighter-related toys. When he hears sirens he often goes to the window to see if he can see a fire truck. The real fire trucks we saw at the Moody Street Fire House were overwhelmingly huge. I think he and his dad got to sit in a real fire truck a little while ago, too. Size, I suppose, is relative. Sometimes I feel big and sometimes I feel very small. Both are true.
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Linda T. Hurd. I don't feel like a real writer or artist, but I am both.