The following is from Cris Reed:

Frederick Papsdorf was my great uncle, the brother to my grandmother. Because she lived with us for all of my growing up years, I remember Uncle Fred coming out to our farm near Napoleon, Michigan and spending a day or two with us. He would open his enormous sedan trunk (in the 50's especially) and pull out his paintings to give away to Mom and Grandma. He smoked a pipe, would go into my grandmother's room, and they would chat for hours in German.

Sometimes he brought his wife Aunt Tina (or Teena?). I visited him in his home in Detroit in about 1977 during the winter. He was frail but very alert and insisted that I take a painting of my choice. He was putting together a show and had loads of f...