I remember catching my first Salmon.
I remember riding motorcycles above
Curlew Lake and having a run-in with a bull.
I remember looking for the salt shaker
in the sage brush at Potholes Lakes
I remember getting up from my hospital
bed and walking down the hall to visit my dad and see how he was
doing after our surgery.
I remember being told that door locks
should have their tumblers on the top to last longer.
I remember, after a conversation with
another fisherman, being told that my correcting his knowledge of
lake names while he told a fishing story was something I needed to
fix.
I remember cleaning engine parts in
diesel out in the carport and cutting myself. I was told there was
nothing there that would hurt me and to keep working.
I remember being told an Aircraft
Carrier would fit into Curlew Lake, but couldn't turn around and to
pay attention to the fish.
I remember on the spit of June Lake
being taught how to cast a dry fly. It was something you did late in the afternoon when there was no wind.
I remember my father wrapping a broken brake
line with a torn up shirt so we could get down off the mountain one
hunting season. I remember we used my shirt for the patch.
I remember my father coming out at 3am
to help me limp my wrecked car home; the car he rebuilt from the
ground up and painted with spray cans, but nobody could tell.
I remember my father coming home from
work singing and immediately changing from his work clothes to his
home clothes.
I remember my father at the top of Mt.
Adams and then sliding back down after the climb.
I remember building a lot of carports.
I remember bringing the Granada home
after selling it and having it break down on the kid who bought it.
I remember my father telling me to give
the Transmission Guy $40.00 for working on my Fairlane all day, but
not being able to fix it.
I remember every year's Christmas Shopping Day in downtown Seattle that always ended at the
Guadalajara.
I remember hunting in the snow all day
and never seeing another soul.
These thing I remember on this Father's
Day.
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