When I was young, 8-10, I would spend a week every summer with my grandparents in Independence, Oregon. My grandpa drove a Union 76 oil delivery truck. On the day he delivered to the farms I got to ride along. The highlight was stopping at a little store on a narrow road, grandpa always got me an Orange Nehi, these are the best memories I have of my grandpa. This is a preliminary for an acrylic of nostalgia series.