My Brother’s ashes are in two of his favorite fishing spots and when his pals, or my other Brother or I, go to those spots a cold beer is pour in before a line is wet. One is in the Keys and the other off Ft. Myers.
Damn Right, what you said!
God Bless all Fishermen and Fisherwomen!
Thst is coolness right there! ( About your late brother. He must have been a good dude. RIP )
God Bless The Fisherdude/ dudette.
Awesome — that’s the way I’d like to be remembered, like your brother.
What’s the saying “God doesn’t subtract the time spent fishing from ???”