Jimbob's Friday Sunrise Report

Surf is flat and the sun is trying to peek out of the clouds. We are laughing on our group text because my dad said he is having no luck today with the fish. Sarah then pointed out that our Grandpa Barney (the best fisherman we know) is celebrating 3 years in Heaven today, and he is probably catching ALL the fish, and getting a big laugh out of it. We miss him so much, but hear and see him all the time, in our mom's baby blue eyes, in the way Dax runs around cussing, in Driscoe's rough boyish ways, in our family's loud cackling laughs, and in every fish report we get from my dad, or Joe & Meredith. His legacy lives on.

"To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die." 

Thomas Campbell

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