When I need comfort, I turn to the countenance of Congressman John Lewis. This is one of those times. I could make a list of names and souls who have been stolen from our presence, from those who love them, from those of us who inhale the pain of distortion, discrimination, outright murder and racism so deep, it’s unfathomable. No, this is not funny. This is the opposite of funny. This is when I turn to the countenance of John Lewis for comfort. I hope I offer you some of that with this respectful drawing.