Hook, Line and Singer

Fishing was one of my Dad's favorite past times and that is certainly evident by the look on his face in this picture! Posed, proud and poised he and his catch of the day are captured forever in film. When the lake was smooth as glass, the temperature rose above 80 degrees and the humidity laid on your skin like a wet suit, the fish would jump out of the water and my Dad would jump in to his favorite fishin' hole! He certainly knew how to make great "gone fishin'" moments.

My siblings and I are creating "gone fishin' moments today, just like my Dad did years ago. It's so wonderful to put our feet in the same sand, fish in the same lake, sleep under the same roof and breathe in the same air. Nothing would make him happier than to see us laughing like mad while playing spoons at the dining room table, to hear our nephew Brian's girlfriend Lizzy, sing a tear jerking rendition of "Hallelujah" in the front room of the cottage...(he was a sucker for a pretty girl, especially an Irish one, who could sing)! or to see us enjoy each other's company during our annual hors d'oeuvre party we will be having tonight. That is what our cottage is for...family, families making "gone fishin' moments and those moments becoming memories, memories that capture your heart.... hook, line and singer!!

One of my favorite recordings ever sung is "Gone Fishin'": Bing Crosby and Louis Armstrong....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wjZ7hx4--iU
You can hear the scratchiness of the vinyl against the phonographs needle...I love that sound. Take a listen, then...go fishin!