This guy, Uncle Art, was - and forever will be - one of the All Time Greatest MVPs. A kind human, with a fun-loving sense of humor, and pure joy in rooting for others. The day of his passing, he was wearing a blue bandana, and so now, along with all of the other wonderful memories we have of and with him, we have blue bandanas, too. If you receive a blue bandana from us, or think of Art when you see one, the dedication below goes along with it. We hope Art sees it one day, as we hope he sees all the blue bandanas making their way around the world, lifting us up and making us smile. Just like Art would do. We love you, Art, so much, forever and always.
Since I was a young girl,
I’ve been collecting Art.
Art from Del Taco,
brand new, fire engine red
Nissan truck Art,
with its signature side dent,
and the best artichokes in the world.
The infectious sound of Art’s laughter
The reassuring sight of Art’s smile
The early morning promise
of his skillet fried potatoes.
I’ve grown to cherish
the Art of late arrivals
twinkling blue eyes
and tagging along
(just for the fun of it).
A Night at the Movies Art
Championship Lakers Art
Little Caesars Pizza! Pizza! Art
I’ve got it all.
The Art of getting to zero period on time
for almost the whole year!
And the Art that loves all your friends
just as much as you do.
When I think about
my Art collection
I feel so rich and I think
God, how did I get to be so lucky?
From soccer games, cross country meets
Graduations, rehearsal dinners
Going aways, welcome homes
And all those laundry nights
In my collection...
There’s also a very special kind of Art
The Art that always waits for the last person
to safely get into their car.
And gives $20 bills to the kids in line behind us
so that they can each buy their own hot dog
instead of having to share just the one.
The Art of seeing what others might not see.
The Art of doing what others might not do.
The Art of living the life
And, I mean, living the life
that belongs to you.
If I had to pick a favorite piece
(which THANK GOD I don’t)
But if I absolutely had to
It would be the Art
that quietly nods in my direction
from across the room
To let me know
That when things get hard
I’ve got this.
To my sweet, soulful, sensitive
Art, I say to you
Thank you for rockin’ my world.
Thank you for loving me.
I love you, too.