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.
I am looking forward to reading more about this. What a special time together. Can’t wait for more.
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Have been thinking of paintings from my past, have a couple other ideas, thanks
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Nothing like memories of me and my gramps. Great piece!
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Thanks so much.
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