A Fish TaleI find myself in the mind of remembering the last time I went fishin'. I was 16-years-old, and me and Grandfather and my Uncle Russ decided to see what we could reel in. I'm not talking about ocean fishing or even Great Lake fishing - I'm talking about a little, murky, mucky lake (prob'ly di'n't even have a name) in Michigan
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i'm sorry for your loss.
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And thank you, additionally, for your empathy. He's been gone about five years now.
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