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DarkSkies
10-28-2012, 11:33 AM
Who loved his family,
loved to fish.....
loved life
And loved to laugh.......


The motivation for this story is a tribute video Finchaser sent me...it was created by the Family of a Fisherman who died....
And it sbows some of their memories, ending in a trip to Montauk....where they scattered his ashes....

Although not completely about fishing, it was about a man, who loved to fish...:fishing:

I could identify with that, and the feelings about scattering ashes....
My Dad died 3 years ago. Only this year we finally found a final resting place, for his ashes....so maybe that's why this video sent chills through my body....

hope ya's enjoy, and thanks to Fin for sending.....:thumbsup: :HappyWave:
DarkSkies
10-28-2012, 11:34 AM
Setting the tone...Springsteen's "If I Should Fall Behind".....




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N1wg9jyvfN0&feature=related
DarkSkies
10-28-2012, 11:37 AM
Neil Young's "Old Man"....


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vef03k5i8VI
DarkSkies
10-28-2012, 11:39 AM
Travis Hastings' Tribute to his Dad.......:thumbsup:



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1h2bJPyKDI&feature=youtu.be
ledhead36
10-28-2012, 01:26 PM
good job, ds, liked it. Thank you finchaser too
surfstix1963
10-28-2012, 02:27 PM
same here^^^^^^
buckethead
10-28-2012, 04:04 PM
Nicely done thanks for sharing.
basshunter
01-27-2016, 02:33 PM
Was searching the back pages and found this. Very cool.
plugaholic
01-29-2016, 11:15 AM
Heaven's Fishing Hole

For years, the riverbank was where
Your soul felt most at peace

Your heart was most content when there
With the fish and the geese

But then, your spirit came to rest
Where angels chose to roam

And once equipped with ten pound test
You made yourself at home.


The sky became your deep blue sea
The clouds became your shore

And there, for all eternity
You sat with friends galore

Each angel was a fisherman
Who had traded his pole

For golden wings and a game plan
At Heaven?s Fishing Hole.


The tales you told about each catch
Its stature and its girth

Will live in memories unmatched
As days pass here on earth

Until we meet again, one day
Upon God?s golden sand

We?ll picture you, no other way
Than with a pole in hand.


c 2006 ? Jill Eisnaugle?s Poetry Collection
http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewPoetry.asp?id=164360