Gone fishin'
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Our neighbor and adopted grandma Bea loved to fish. Her age and physical limitations, however, prevented her from indulging in that favorite pastime, until Danny put his mind to the problem, loaded the family and Bea into our 1973 Ford Pinto station wagon and drove us up to a gently-sloped mountain lake. He picked this particular lake because it was only a few steps to the shore from the parking area and Bea could easily navigate that far. We grabbed the coolers, camp chairs and fishing gear, and set up a day camp.