My most fond memories of Wallace stem around the joy he received from painting, and also the thirst for learning new techniques, no matter how old he was.

I particularly loved his ocean and Hawaiian paintings, done with a palette knife.

He always seemed to greet us with a great big smile and had a zest for life that was contagioius.

He seemed so young, because he still had a little bounce in his step, had projects going that he was excited about, and continued to smile, no matter how he really felt.

We will miss him, but rejoice in his being free from the frailities of our earthly bodies, and the reunion he is enjoying with loved ones who have passed on.



Debbie Sherwood