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Grandpa's Paintings

Two hang on my living room wall one, he gave to my mom, a beautiful Winter scene it is looking at it, keeps me calm. My mom always took pictures in her yard, where deer roamed she asked grandpa to paint them in the painting of evergreens and a log home. The other is a Winter scene as well of a fence along a field, a house sits in the background the snow leaves nothing concealed. I'll treasure these paintings for as long as I shall live, I looked up to my grandpa his love for me, he did give. Copyright Cynthia Jones Oct.29/2015 My oldest brother thought it would be best, if I had a couple of paintings our grandfather left behind, after he passed away in January of 2011. I miss him dearly.

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