A tough day

[Smitty39365]

One we hate to see come and are never truly ready for. Every one of us has to face it. Today my dad went to be with the Lord. Like so many others, my dad was my best friend, my hero, my teacher in so many things. He implanted his love for all things outdoors. He taught me to hunt and fish and no matter how many times we went, I always managed to learn something new, especially when it came to the fishing. I can remember sitting in the back of the boat watching him catch one after another and me not catching a thing. That changed through the years, us giving each other a run for our money. The past several years our places changed in the boat, he wanted me to run the trolling motor so he could sit back and catch all the fish he would say. I would catch a few and usually catch him just watching me, with a smile on his face, and then tell me where to put my jig to catch the next one. His lessons will be with me forever. I know he will have a smile watching me from Heaven hit all the cypress knees, stumps, logs and such that he showed me throughout my life. I Love You Dad.



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