Lonely And Lost Little George

My funny black and white cartoon of a raccoon with a dollar he found. Drawn by artist Bryan Skinnell.

Just recently while I walking down the road and picking up cans I found a dollar bill of all things laying in a ditch. That’s something you don’t find every day and needless to say it got my undivided attention mighty quick. Finding that dollar bill made the starving artist in me all giddy as I fervently looked around for more. But no luck. That lone little George was all there was. It was in good shape and still crisp so I picked it up, flattened it out and stashed it right in my wallet. I’m the sorta guy who enjoys surprises and I often encounter a few whenever I’m hiking the roads picking trash and whatnot. But finding money along the road is a rarity. I’ve picked up a lot of trash over the years, bagged Lord only knows how many pounds of aluminum cans, and occasionally will even find something useful like a good set of pliers the other day. But this was only the second time I ever found cash laying alongside the road. I once found a five dollar bill a few years ago and now I have discovered another lost dollar. It got me to wondering how it got there since dollar bills are one of the very few items people will not toss out their car windows while driving down the road. I’m sure it wasn’t intentional and maybe the fellow didn’t even know he lost it. It was only a dollar but it still made me happy to find it because I’m a dollar richer and I don’t have to report it on my taxes. What a wonderful world it would be if litterbugs ever decided to start tossing all their free cash out their windows and less trash. A crazy thought I know and one that would surely send any banker into a conniption fit just hearing me utter such nonsense. But how else are we going to get people to get in their ten thousand steps per day like they are supposed to?

Why hello there! My name is Bryan Skinnell and I am a middle-aged (50-ish) artist and neighborhood kook who is living the artistic and creative life out in the boonies of Bedford, Virginia. Bedford is one of the largest counties in the commonwealth of Virginia and, for the most part, it’s still a mostly rural one that bridges the gap between Roanoke and Lynchburg. You could say, in more ways than one, that Bedford is the heart of Virginia. I can’t argue with that although I usually think of Bedford more as Virginia’s belly button myself.

I grew up right here in Bedford and have lived and toiled most of my life on our infamous red clay. The sort of clay that makes the stickiest mud known to man after a rain and which clings like super glue from God to anything and everything it touches. If you are so foolish as to get it on yourself you’ll wind up tracking and leaving a trail of red goop everywhere you go for days afterwards to the delight of your family and friends. But I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else and Lord knows I tried as I’ve wandered from one end of the country to the other. But Bedford has my heart and that’s where I’ve chosen to live my life today. In my free time when I’m not stuck in my studio making art I do love being outside gardening or hiking or just pestering the neighbors.

Every day I try to write something that’s original, entertaining, and half-way thoughtful here on my blog while sharing my happy-go-lucky attitude and zest for life. Quite often I don’t have the foggiest notion of what I’ll end up saying in a post. But, whatever I end up writing about, I do hope you enjoy it!

I do keep a mailing list for interested readers and fans. If you would like to get in on the action and follow my musings and rabble-babble, that can be easily arranged. Just give me an email address that you would like for me to send my blog posts to and I’ll see that you get it.

Thanks for stopping by!
Bryan Skinnell

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