Graffiti Week in Roseburg. Five days of car shows for gear heads, car enthusiasts young and old, or anyone who simply likes the sound of a muscle car driving by. My dad and I have always shared a love of classic cars. He did a frame off restoration of a 1954 Chevrolet, and he helped me restore my 1972 Nova. He taught me how to change a tire before I left home. “You need to know this if you’re alone and stuck.” He made sure I knew how to change the oil, check fluid levels, add antifreeze, replace wiper blades. I still change my own wiper blades. To hell with AutoZone. I still check fluid levels, but changing oil is best left to the professionals on newer cars. And I ain’t as young as I once was. Crawling under a car is a project now I’d rather not take on. I committed to take my dad to a couple of the Graffiti Week events. His failing eyesight made him give up his driver’s license two years ago so I am now his chauffeur and seeing eye daug...