Frank had been the janitor at a school in Vermont for 47 years when he retired.
As a boy, Frank had dreamed about being an artist, but he had never found the time to paint.
When he cleaned the classroom where students took art, he would always check out their paintings. Sometimes on his lunch breaks, he would sit on a bench behind the school and gaze at the trees and mountains in the distance.
The morning after he retired, Frank dipped an artist’s brush into acrylic paint, reached out to a blank canvas and began to realize his dream.
As a boy, Frank had dreamed about being an artist, but he had never found the time to paint.
When he cleaned the classroom where students took art, he would always check out their paintings. Sometimes on his lunch breaks, he would sit on a bench behind the school and gaze at the trees and mountains in the distance.
The morning after he retired, Frank dipped an artist’s brush into acrylic paint, reached out to a blank canvas and began to realize his dream.
