Help, Uncle Joe, Help


There were quiet a few years difference in the age of my oldest brother and I. Therefore, we never had many personal memories. But one that I remember took place in a small rural area in north Ga. Called Pea Ridge. No paved roads, all were red Ga. Clay. When it rained you could call the roads ” Rut City “. This one particular day my brother Farris and I were out cruising following a huge rain. He always had a habit of driving a little too fast and we wound up in a ditch. No way for us to get back on the road without HELP ! Thanks to my good Uncle Joe Brown Alexander who happened to have a horse we were able to hook up to him and continue our journey. A simple, little happening that I will treasure forever !

Oil on linen
Photo and actual painting will differ in color, definition, etc.

Photography by Kim Reed

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