You see patience is a great thing, great job MOM! your in the club. Well just a short note Dan and I did get that weekend in fishing, for a short couple of hours, caught three fish, got ran off by the local city ticket cop, guess if we would of read the signs, that said no trespassing, we would of known not to go there!
All in All we had a wonderful time, and will get more in this year. I better I splurged for the years licence. Well you all need to get on here more often, and keep us informed. KIM your next, John, we need to know about Ohio, and the rest of the family......
Joe
In Loving Memory
James A. Brownell
August 24, 1935
January 25, 2009
When I come to the end of my journey and I travel my last weary mile, just forget if you can, that I ever frowned and remember only the smile. Forget the unkind words I have spoken; remember some good I have done. Forget that I ever had heartache and remember I've had loads of fun. Forget that I've stumbled and blundered and sometimes fell by the way. Remember I have fought some hard battles and won, ere the close of the day. Then forget to grieve for my going. I would not have you sad for a day. But in summer just gather some flowers and remember the place where I lay, and come in the shade of the evening when the sun paints the sky in the west. Stand for a few moments beside me and remember only the best.
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