He was quite the out-doors man. He loved to hunt and fish. I think his favorite was night time fishing out of a canoe on the upper Allegheny River. When I got old enough, I went with him. Although it worried my Mom, she knew that boys needed to do things like that with their dads. He taught me to love nature and respect it and when hunting or fishing, never take more than you can eat. Never, ever waste anything.
My Mom was an outdoors person, also. Both my Dad and my Mom lived along the Allegheny River in Pennsylvania; Dad up river at Foxburg and Mon down river from there in a little town named Phillipston. Oh to return to those good old days. . . but time moves on and we have to move with it. But it sure is nice to reminisce and I hope you all had good times that you can now look back on with smile. Now, have a great day, you hear?