{"id":63,"date":"2006-12-27T13:01:42","date_gmt":"2006-12-27T21:01:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/2006\/12\/giving-the-gift-of-appreciation\/"},"modified":"2006-12-27T13:02:20","modified_gmt":"2006-12-27T21:02:20","slug":"giving-the-gift-of-appreciation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/2006\/12\/giving-the-gift-of-appreciation\/","title":{"rendered":"Giving the Gift of Appreciation"},"content":{"rendered":"

Originally published in <\/em>Connections. Reprinted in<\/em> LEAVEN.<\/p>\n

It was a dark and stormy afternoon at Pittsburgh\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s autumn crafts fair, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Penn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Colony.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d As my mother and I strolled up to the entrance, the rain started so we huddled with other shoppers under a large picnic pavilion. The rain eventually turned to dry gray skies, and Mom went looking for baskets while I found myself in a tent looking at the original works of an artist whose prints I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d long admired in a gallery near my North Hills home.<\/p>\n

Robert Griffing does oil paintings of the eastern frontier: Iroquois Indians, French and British soldiers, and early settlers in the woods and along the rivers of Western Pennsylvania in pre-Revolutionary settings. As I studied his paintings, I realized there was another person in that soggy tent dressed as a frontiersman in leathers and skins. As I approached the sales table with some notecards, I realized the lanky, bearded frontiersman was Robert Griffing himself.<\/p>\n

This was my moment: my face-to-face chance to appreciate a person whose work took my breath away with its attention to natural and historical detail. I looked into his eyes and said, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mr. Griffing, I just wanted to tell you how much I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve enjoyed your work. You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve made me \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcsee\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 the early times in my own back yard here in Pittsburgh.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Simple. Heart-felt. A little bit shaky and not particularly eloquent. He said, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m happy to hear that\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and rang up the notecards I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d selected. I strode off into the muddy slush of the fairgrounds to find my mother and a bag of kettle corn.<\/p>\n

My words hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t been particularly brilliant, I hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t brought a prepared speech on notecards, and I certainly hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t expected him to throw his arms around me and thrust a free painting on me or anything. But I had said something very important to me and I hope slightly important to him.<\/p>\n

As you attend the IMS and LLLI Conference this summer (and future Area Conferences and other LLL gatherings), take the opportunity to offer the gift of appreciation to the Founders, Leaders, administrators, and authors you admire\u00e2\u20ac\u201dmaybe even to the odd cartoonist. You may only get one chance. It may be in a crowded elevator, in line in a women\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s restroom, or as you change your baby\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s diaper at the back of session room. You may be a bit nervous and inarticulate. And, even though it may be one of a number of compliments and words of gratitude they hear, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t let the opportunity for genuine appreciation slip by. Mr. Griffing may never remember my face or my comments about his artwork on that gray September afternoon five years ago, but I will always feel proud that I spoke my heart to him in person. It certainly meant the world to me.<\/p>\n

(To preview the art of Robert Griffing, you can visit various art gallery and print sales Web sites. Kathy also recommends the book The Art of Robert Griffing: His Journey into the Eastern Frontier.<\/em>)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Originally published in Connections. Reprinted in LEAVEN. It was a dark and stormy afternoon at Pittsburgh\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s autumn crafts fair, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Penn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Colony.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d As my mother and I strolled up to the entrance, the rain started so we huddled with other shoppers under a large picnic pavilion. The rain eventually turned to dry gray skies, and Mom […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-63","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-la-leche-league"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=63"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=63"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=63"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kathygrossman.com\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=63"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}