tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post115077685139628588..comments2024-01-21T03:26:23.301-05:00Comments on Musings: Father's Day Tributesagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17499891950639742366noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-1150948261835147502006-06-21T23:51:00.000-04:002006-06-21T23:51:00.000-04:00Very nice, Sage. You should move back down here to...Very nice, Sage. You should move back down here to God's country.kenjuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07342414519714356343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-1150934700475836212006-06-21T20:05:00.000-04:002006-06-21T20:05:00.000-04:00I enjoyed your tribute to your father. He sounds l...I enjoyed your tribute to your father. He sounds like a special person. Thanks for sharing.Tim Ricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01305530681191503858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-1150835305568331432006-06-20T16:28:00.000-04:002006-06-20T16:28:00.000-04:00A touching recount of your memories with your fath...A touching recount of your memories with your father. Thank you for sharing it with us.<BR/><BR/>AvaAvahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15593984604250490495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-1150825056411112602006-06-20T13:37:00.001-04:002006-06-20T13:37:00.001-04:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10317162641530057285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-1150825041521911542006-06-20T13:37:00.000-04:002006-06-20T13:37:00.000-04:00No one in my family has ever really been into fish...No one in my family has ever really been into fishing. I think my grandfather did, before he passed away, but I wasn't able to spend much time with him.<BR/><BR/>We've always been big outdoorsy people, though - hiking, mostly. I got the photography bug from my dad, who used to always carry a camera with him. I love that connection to him.dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10317162641530057285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9454941.post-1150804499702015632006-06-20T07:54:00.000-04:002006-06-20T07:54:00.000-04:00Beautiful story. My dad was never much of a fishe...Beautiful story. My dad was never much of a fisherman but my grandfather sure was. I remember marathon fishing sessions up in Minnesota where I would get so tired of sitting out in a boat in the hot sun that I often contemplated swimming back to shore. He turned fishing into a job and away from fun. My dad came to the rescue and bought me a fly rod one summer and I taught myself how to cast in the back yard. We then went west and fished in the mountains and I have been hooked ever since. My dad's motto about fishing is to do it as long as you are having fun. If you get tired or bored, climb a mountain or hunker in the shade and take a nap. That is my motto now too.Edhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13214319366049620074noreply@blogger.com