Nostalgia in Independence, Oregon


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.

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  1. Janice says:

    I am looking forward to reading more about this. What a special time together. Can’t wait for more.

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    1. Have been thinking of paintings from my past, have a couple other ideas, thanks

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  2. Nothing like memories of me and my gramps. Great piece!

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