The first time I had ever been fishing, my uncle Daymond took my brothers and sisters and myself across the street In Adams County to a creek. He taught us how to bait our hooks, cast the pole, reline our poles, the whole nine yards. In the midst of fishing some us also would go swimming, with the exception of my older brother Donny. He would get into the water, but man oh man did he hate to get his hair wet. First time I listened to my uncle Daymond and tried to dunk him under water and it was the last time I listened to him lol.  Man was I in trouble when in got home. We had a lot of fun fishing trips and road trips to see gramma Barton. It is sad to think we won't have that again . I will never forget how big of a part Daymond was in our life's.  We love and miss you Daymond.