Prescott was my hometown growing-up. For those who've not been, it's a page out of storybooks. When I was 11 years-old I got my first job as the shoeshine boy in the historic Palace Barbershop on Whisky Row (famed street with about 16 bars on it t the time). Everywhere you go in Prescott there's a familiar face. A loss on this scale is magnified by the closeness of the community and the tranquility it devastated.
My heart goes out to you, Prescott.
A few days after the tragedy in Yarnell, old friend and City Councilman Chris Kuknyo asked if I might be able to do an illustration in memory of the Granite Mountain Hotshots. Thanks to Chris, his fellow City Council members, and the Mayor for running the tribute in today's local paper, The Prescott Courier.