I have been trying to clean and organize the stash of stuff I have downstairs, for the past MANY years. I've finally reached a breaking point, and will be spending about 4 hours a week going through it all, and mostly carting it out to charity or the dump. This week yielded a few treasures. This little painting, I had completely forgotten about. When my son, Danny, was 10 years old, he had an interest in painting. My parents got him a few canvases and some oil paints for his birthday. He did this plane for my husband for Father's day, in 1984. My husband was thrilled that it was unearthed, and he will put it in a frame, for his office where he teaches music lessons.