This is the first fishing trip De’on and I took. Although she did not care for fishing, she did love me. The fish De’on is holding was the biggest one caught that day. I caught nothing over 3”.
Being out-fished did not bother me nearly as much as the 1st Sergeant asking me to catch some bait for his upcoming fishing trip.
We’ve been fishing several times since then but never was it more enjoyable than that day in Panama.
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Ohh, I love you.
Our hair has changed. Fish size, too.
Good memories. 14-1/2 years, now we're just old and nasty, like the fish.
De'on told me that when she's helping Greg with something, he usually just tells her, "Honey, you just sit there and look pretty!"
Obviously, this is where all that first started! Strike a pose!
Greg how does the fish sound? ha
I can't wait for him to read this!! I'd forgotten about it!
Would that be the water or the fish, Greg? Something for you to opinionate about...hummm!
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