Arthur J. Burks, Yesterday's doors (1948)
“ I felt the urge to make sketches of their faces. I often did this, and they enjoyed posing."I'd like, Father Dennis, Father Paul, Father Elihu," I said, "to make sketches of each of you and the three of you together. I wish I had thought in time. I would have made the sketch and left it behind the rectangle of stone, with my metal bird of dreams."Father Dennis crossed himself."I am glad my likeness does not repose anywhere with this devil's work we have imprisoned behind the red cross! But," and he smiled, "I do not mind another sketch. You have something new in each sketch you make of me!" ”
