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<blockquote data-quote="roaddog1m" data-source="post: 375633" data-attributes="member: 21260"><p>I know that this is not what you would normally post in the Humor section but I wanted to post this where my friends who've been following "Trust Land" would see it. My Dad passed away last night after a long illness. He was 85 years old. </p><p>My Dad worked two jobs most of his life and always had time to take us fishing or hunting. Once a year he would let me stay home from school to go duck hunting. Usually on a day when the "Mudballers" were flying. (Mudballers are mallards that have sat out in the Iowa cornfield feeding and then tried to to fly with big gumbo mud balls stuck to their feet. Not able to get more than tree top high usually and looking for the closest body of water to soak their feet)</p><p>We camped a lot during the summer and usually fished out of a 16' flat bottom river boat. He called me "Sonny" in his later years and like to hear stories of me working out on the Rez. We would have coffee and I'd tell stories as we would waste most of a morning sitting at his kitchen table. He was the original Tom Sawyer as a kid, growing up on the Missouri River during the depression and even building his own boats. He went into the Navy during WWII and became an Electricians Mate. After the Navy, he married my Mom (over 50yrs ago) and had a large brood of hellians who are my brothers and sisters. I was the last of the Mohicans, Mom and Dad getting the surprise when my Dad was 41yrs old. </p><p>I'm going to miss him.</p><p><img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0011.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p><img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0027.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p><img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0003.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p><img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0001.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p><img src="http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0008.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="roaddog1m, post: 375633, member: 21260"] I know that this is not what you would normally post in the Humor section but I wanted to post this where my friends who've been following "Trust Land" would see it. My Dad passed away last night after a long illness. He was 85 years old. My Dad worked two jobs most of his life and always had time to take us fishing or hunting. Once a year he would let me stay home from school to go duck hunting. Usually on a day when the "Mudballers" were flying. (Mudballers are mallards that have sat out in the Iowa cornfield feeding and then tried to to fly with big gumbo mud balls stuck to their feet. Not able to get more than tree top high usually and looking for the closest body of water to soak their feet) We camped a lot during the summer and usually fished out of a 16' flat bottom river boat. He called me "Sonny" in his later years and like to hear stories of me working out on the Rez. We would have coffee and I'd tell stories as we would waste most of a morning sitting at his kitchen table. He was the original Tom Sawyer as a kid, growing up on the Missouri River during the depression and even building his own boats. He went into the Navy during WWII and became an Electricians Mate. After the Navy, he married my Mom (over 50yrs ago) and had a large brood of hellians who are my brothers and sisters. I was the last of the Mohicans, Mom and Dad getting the surprise when my Dad was 41yrs old. I'm going to miss him. [IMG]http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0011.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0027.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0003.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0001.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i289.photobucket.com/albums/ll205/roaddog1m/scan0008.jpg[/IMG] [/QUOTE]
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