There once was a man named Frankie from Rock Springs, Navajo Nations Reservation. I loved him and I love him still. He's dancing among the stars now. Together we once watched the classic movie 'Fiddler on the Roof.' It inspired him to learn the violin. Wherever we were living, he would climb up on the roof and practice. We called him 'Navajo on the Roof.' May this drawing honor him. Rest in Peace, Frankie.
