In Paris we have relatives—

my uncle Romek,

who is Mother’s brother,

and cousins,

including Guy1 Gotthelf,

who looks like the movie star

Freddie Bartholomew,

from Captains Courageous,

the last movie I saw at the Waterloo.

How nice he is to me!

—that is, Guy, not Freddie Bartholomew.

His father, Cousin Samuel,

is a real artist.

We visit his art studio,

we visit their home.

It is almost

like a vacation.

When Guy draws a picture for me

in my poesiealbum,

I see that he is an artist, too.

One day, I am sure,

Guy will be famous,

either an artist

or a movie star.