Some of my best memories are of being out on the water with my father fishing, If I could, I would go back there in a heartbeat.

He died when I was 42, much too young in my opinion. He never got to know my sons who grew up into wonderful young men of whom I am sure he would be proud.

He was my life ally, my best friend. His passing left a huge void in me. It wasn’t easy to get over.