Western Oregon Water Elegy (For Victor).

Acrylic on paper, 12” x 9”.

I met Victor when were 5 or 6 years old. He was like a big brother to me. He punked me on a regular basis. Mom called him “A little snot.” He was full of mischief and I loved it. He amazed me with his deep thoughts.

Then I moved away. The kids in the new neighborhood weren’t like Victor. I became the neighborhood snot over there.

Victor and I found each other again 10 months ago, 42 years after we met. He took me rafting. The years have polished his mind like the river polishes square rocks round. He is white water become calm. Victor loves the water.

I am so glad I found my friend again. So glad.