Nelda N. Hansford

I have so many memories of Mom, it hard to choose one. There was the one we were fishing up in Canada at Killarney at some old fishing camp. We were fishing across Georgian Bay, I still remember we all got half across when a severe thunderstorm caught us. Dee a smart boater knew we were in some trouble, he told us to put our life vests back on and mom to go the front of the bass boat and me to lay on floor.Dee was driving our small boat on the troughs of the huge rolling waves 8 to 12...

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