tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10471311.post1985179847393246962..comments2023-08-21T05:03:21.701-05:00Comments on Slices of Life: Dear Dad!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10471311.post-2067730540563331142007-05-24T00:50:00.000-05:002007-05-24T00:50:00.000-05:00My favorite memories of my dad were during my earl...My favorite memories of my dad were during my early childhood. We lived on a huge lake, and each and every day, my dad would come home from work and take one of us three kids out in the boat fishing. Each Spring, my mom would place three numbered slips of paper in a bowl, and we'd draw to see who got to go first, then we'd rotate all spring, summer, and fall.<BR/><BR/>My dad liked to tell people I was the only fisherman of the bunch; my sister liked to play with "doll worms" (from rubber fishing lures) and my brother liked to nap.<BR/><BR/>He also taught me to fly fish by the time I was five years old! I still love it!Tracy Ruckmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15052951798947073110noreply@blogger.com