Now we wrap long-standing friendships into our family totems. My old friend I've known pretty much since birth (and maybe before) took some excellent photos of oil paintings that my dad gave to his family and another friend from Seattle days.
Evidence of the lengthy friendship is here:
And the paintings are here:
|Boston Harbor, Washington|
(c) Larry K. Vaughn
My old friend and his family lived for a while on Puget Sound at Boston Harbor. It was a great old house where I think we slept in a sort of attic with my friend's pile of comic books. We would boat out into the harbor and throw out lines to catch sharks. Yes, dogfish sharks (more lazy dog than shark and maybe just under a foot long at the longest). They fried up great after being dipped in batter as the fishy half of the all-you-can-eat fish and chips feasts we had.
And then, what I consider the masterpiece (I have a watercolor copy and a monochromatic study in my possession), James Island, La Push, Washington:
|(c) Larry K. Vaughn|
This is one of my favorite places on the whole planet. I've never been on the Island, but I've been to La Push. This view is from Rialto Beach in Olympic National Park. We conquered a couple of Scout 50 milers here up and down the wild beaches and headlands of the Park.
So glad to have this digital copy. Thanks, DH!
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