Dockery, Ken

We draw lines to communicate. Lines form letters, letters become words, and words change us and our world. I wrote the little poem "Lines" for Dianne shortly after we were married. From age 3, Dianne was an artist. Dianne was God's special gift in my life, and together we made beautiful "lines." When Dianne was in graduate school at Syracuse University, she used my "Lines" poem for one of her projects: illustration of a children's book. For many years, her rough comp for the book was filed away... and we intended to maybe "someday" publish it. After Dianne passed away last year (two months aft...