May God bless you and your...
It's hard to pick out one specific memory of my papa to write about. I will never forget going out on the lake for hours trying to catch fish (trying being the operative word). There were a lot of times when we would go out and only catch a few small Perch or something like that, but Papa always had a way of making it feel like you'd just caught the biggest fish in the lake. I also remember going to the land to feed the deer. We never saw any, but just sitting out there with my brother...
Danielle Calkins
June 18, 2008 | Fairport, NY


