by Sara Tracey

Decades ago, on a cloudy Sunday afternoon, Theresa DiSpirito drove her dad, Henry, to Utica College. He never could drive himself – the Italian immigrant never got a driver's license.

Henry DiSpirito, the sculpting artist-in-residence for the college for 32 years and a constant perfectionist, needed to work. It didn't matter that it was the weekend, or that the sky threatened rain. He had a basketball player to carve.

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Source: http://www.uticaod.com/