He ekes out a living

in Northern

Michigan

for himself and

his three, young kids

with hands taught

by his blue collar,

welder turned artist

father

of the same

name.

He took that

training and cuts,

torch-

es and fabricates

inverted

windchimes –

tall leaves and cat

tails from along

the lake, where

he fishes so

much

that it could have

had his family

name,

blowing in

the wind

and singing

“Steel

is the Real Deal,”

a phrase that

rhymes

with his last

name,

while he hopes for

some modest, artistic

fame

he takes

the kids fishing at

the lake that one

day might bear the

family

name.