Oil on Panel SOLD Collection of Jolie Elman
Glendora, CA – USA
About This Painting
When I was in first grade at California Elementary School in Costa Mesa, CA, I began trading in commodities.
My trading partner: Ginny Lou.
Ginny get two sandwiches in her lunch box everyday: Meat and Cheese, and Peanut Butter and Jelly.
Both were prepared on Wonder Bread.
I rarely got PBJs in my lunch box. And when I did, they were on Orowheat Whole Grain Wheat bread.
Now, not being as concerned about my well-being and sense of variety as my mother was, I envied Ginny Lou's daily PBJs.
My mother, the loving lunch chef that sent me off to school everyday with a well-rounded lunch including a Thermos full of cold milk (which she colored with blue food coloring each April Fool's Day, or green on St. Patrick's Day much to my delight for the reaction it got), grew up during the Great Depression, and as the baby of 7 children in a poor family, all of her sandwiches throughout elementary school consisted of Sandwich Spread (essentially Mayonnaise with pickle relish stirred in) on White Bread.
She loved me. And as a result, would not buy white bread.
Her son was not going to eat Depression Bread.
Enter Ginny Lou. Ginny Lou, as I discovered one day, had a taste for Tuna Sandwiches on Whole Wheat Bread. Since I got Tuna once a week (due to my gracious mother's insistence on variety for her children) I had something of value to trade for my Sandwich of Choice.
I am grateful for a hardworking father, and a caring mother. I knew always that I was loved deeply by both... but I have to make this toast: Here's to you, Ginny Lou.
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5 comments:
That is a way cool painting Dave. A fun story to go with it too.
Great story, I used be part a trading group in the 60's as well. Ho-Ho's and Twinkies were hot commodities in my trading market. Great painting again.
Lovely painting and such a wonderful story. My mother never gave me white bread as a child either, but I'm making it up for it now!! :o)
Lovely painting and such a wonderful story. My mother never gave me white bread as a child either, but I'm making it up for it now!! :o)
David,
Very nice painting. I love the texture and richness in jam. Do you mind if I add you to my artist link blog? Your work is very good.
Vic
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