When I saw him, he was standing at the end of the dock, fishing pole drooping like even it was tired.
The fisherman is from Michigan, Lansing area, and was camping his way home from Keene, New Hampshire.
He’d driven to New Hampshire for his dad’s birthday, getting there early so they’d have time to visit.
“Last Friday would have been his 93rd birthday. He didn’t make it. But my son and I were there with him when he died.
“He was a good dad in every way. I’m going to miss him.”
He and the fishing pole both seemed tired. Losing your dad will do that to you.
Nice he had you to talk with. Life is all about connecting with other people.
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