Portrait of the Blogger as a Young Man

In 1960, when was ten years old my mother encountered a silhouette paper cut artist. The artist was retained to cut silhouettes Mom and her seven children. These small portraits were framed and hung on the wall of my parents bedroom as I recall. They remained there for years. Shortly before she passed away my mother distributed the ones she still had. I received mine. She gave the one of herself to her firstborn, my older brother. Mother was a patron of the arts and tried to introduce her children to the fine and performing arts to the extent her limited budget allowed. This venture was one of those efforts.