It was 4 years ago tomorrow morning I lost my Dad suddenly. The 21st of May is always tough for me since and each year, on the 21st of May, I do the one thing that helps me through.....I go fishing in honor of my Dad because I think that is the one thing he would want me to do most at such a time. So I venture out in the morning, this year with my buddies Slingah and Joey G, and hope for favorable conditions and maybe a nice fish.....one I can think maybe my Dad put on the hook for me!
Tomorrow is in honor of a great Father, forever missed.
