Dad loved to fish. In Colorado, he took his fishing pole everywhere, just in case he got to stop at that mountain stream or lake. I was thinking this morning, I could just imagine Jesus, Dad and Grandpa sitting on the banks of the River of Life doing a little fishing ( catch and release, of course). I'm sure that his family that's already there were so glad to see him, but we're sure gonna miss him. I love you , Dad and plan on seeing you in Heaven, someday!
