This is a portrait of my granddad for the graduating class of 1947 in Bellaire, Texas. A few years later he’d find himself in the trenches of the Korean War, where he got hit in the arse with some shrapnel. Happy to survive, he was stoked to return home to his new bride – my grandmom. They got married just before he shipped overseas. Granddad spent the rest of his life as an artist, outdoorsman, and a recreational pilot.