(Getting geared up in the fishing vest P-Pa bought Hunter.
A must-have for any fisherman.)
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(Hunter waited patiently while P-Pa loaded up the fishing boat.)
(As you can tell by his hands, he was eager with anticipation.)
(P-Pa talked to Hunter about the sounds he was hearing, how to paddle a boat
and what they were going to use to bait the hook.)
(This is one of my all-time favorite photos. I captured the moment--he is looking
right at my Dad with eyes of full admiration and my Dad has no idea he's being watched.)
(Hunter felt the need to check the water conditions often.)
Hunter really practiced patience as we waited for the fish. He kept attempting to lure the fish by singing, "Here fishy, fishy. Eat that worm!" over and over again.
And persistence paid off...
(Just look at the delight on his face!)
(....and my dad's face.)
After a brief lesson on a fish's mouth,
That day was a gift to my son as well as me because my dad taught my son one of life's greatest lessons--how to fish.
"Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime."
One day we will have a boat and we'll go out on the ocean and ride a pony on that boat but, for now, I'm just as happy if only with my memory of two of my favorite boys in our own little boat. (Thank you Dad! I love you!)