Growing up Dad loved 2 take us fishing and doing things together with us. Even if it ment just going 2 a pond he loved to take care of. I can remember just as if it was yesterday. I have alot of memories but this one him and I had talked about and laughed over the phone before he had got sick. Dad had took me and my cousin Susie fishing and I was always the clumpsy one we hadn't been fishing long. I was also the one who always threw the worm out reel it right back in so he had just toold me if I didn't throw that worm out there and leave it he was taking us home. I went to throw it back out in the water when Dad steped back up over a lil  hill. And I had hit him in the forehead with the worm. Of course I got in TROUBLE again I  Love You Dad so much. Miss u