Will had many "firsts" this weekend. First time kayaking, paddle boarding, on a pontoon boat, and fishing.
He was so determined to catch something. He tried and tried. Even after everyone else went inside, he forged forward. He stood out there casting. He saw fish, but they didn't seem interested in the least in the giant lure Will was offering them.
In the evening, everyone was going back out on the boat. I asked Will and he declined. I offered again and he didn't seem interested. A third time I asked him; "fine, I'll go."
In the evening, everyone was going back out on the boat. I asked Will and he declined. I offered again and he didn't seem interested. A third time I asked him; "fine, I'll go."
We walked out and I pulled Kevin aside and whispered to him, "Will really wants to catch a fish. I haven't the slightest clue about fishing, but if you could give him some pointers I would really appreciate it."
Kevin immediately said, "He'll catch a fish. We'll make it happen." He pulled Collin aside and told him of the plan. Then informed Will that we would be going to their secret fishing spot on the lake.
Not long after Will started Kevin announced, "you got one!" I turned and saw Will in his excitment reel as fast as he could - before the fish was actaully hooked.
The fish, for its part, put on the turbo boosters to catch the shiny thing. Will brought it in all by himself . . . with the hook secured firmly into the fish's forehead.
Kim and I both took pictures. It's a seriously long story to tell of the laughs we shared trying to get the picture posted to Fb. Especially when she signed onto Fb only to see that Jackie, who wasn't even on the boat with us, had already posted the picture. What?? Shirl, her sister, sent her the picture from her phone and Jackie posted it.
Guess the Baby Boomers showed us Gen Xers how to get the job done.
Either way, here are the pictures from my phone. Thankfully I had just gotten a mini SD card for my ancient flip phone . . . made life easier getting them posted to Fb.
Kevin immediately said, "He'll catch a fish. We'll make it happen." He pulled Collin aside and told him of the plan. Then informed Will that we would be going to their secret fishing spot on the lake.
Not long after Will started Kevin announced, "you got one!" I turned and saw Will in his excitment reel as fast as he could - before the fish was actaully hooked.
The fish, for its part, put on the turbo boosters to catch the shiny thing. Will brought it in all by himself . . . with the hook secured firmly into the fish's forehead.
Kim and I both took pictures. It's a seriously long story to tell of the laughs we shared trying to get the picture posted to Fb. Especially when she signed onto Fb only to see that Jackie, who wasn't even on the boat with us, had already posted the picture. What?? Shirl, her sister, sent her the picture from her phone and Jackie posted it.
Guess the Baby Boomers showed us Gen Xers how to get the job done.
Either way, here are the pictures from my phone. Thankfully I had just gotten a mini SD card for my ancient flip phone . . . made life easier getting them posted to Fb.
Matt wrote this on his Facebook wall soon after the weekend ended...
I'm so thankful that this years GLG was so close to my family. My Great Uncle Ken, isn't doing well. Cancer and a blood infection. He was given 2 weeks to live just before this weekend, and was revised today with only 5 days.
My heart wasn't into it at the gathering at all, so I left halfway through the first day and drove about 45 minutes north to visit Uncle Ken in the hospital. I was told that he had just been given some pain medication that knocked him out and he probably... wouldn't wake up for me. I was also told, due to the blood infection, that I had to gown up before entering.
I'm so thankful that this years GLG was so close to my family. My Great Uncle Ken, isn't doing well. Cancer and a blood infection. He was given 2 weeks to live just before this weekend, and was revised today with only 5 days.
My heart wasn't into it at the gathering at all, so I left halfway through the first day and drove about 45 minutes north to visit Uncle Ken in the hospital. I was told that he had just been given some pain medication that knocked him out and he probably... wouldn't wake up for me. I was also told, due to the blood infection, that I had to gown up before entering.
He woke up when I touched his hand. He kept his eyes closed, except for when I would ask him a question, then he would open his eyes and respond and close them again.
Oh, what a blessing it was to hear his voice. He even chuckled a couple of times, only that would just cause him to go into a coughing fit.
It was a sweet time. How difficult it was to say "Goodbye" knowing that that was it . . . until we meet in Heaven.
After leaving the hospital, I cried as Will and I drove to get some dinner. Will, very empathetically, looked over to me, put his hand on my arm and said, "you can choose where we eat for dinner."
We ended up at Denny's and then went to my Cousins, the Browder's, new lake house. Will and I went out by ourselves on a paddle boat at sunset. This was a fitting way to finish out the day."
Oh, what a blessing it was to hear his voice. He even chuckled a couple of times, only that would just cause him to go into a coughing fit.
It was a sweet time. How difficult it was to say "Goodbye" knowing that that was it . . . until we meet in Heaven.
After leaving the hospital, I cried as Will and I drove to get some dinner. Will, very empathetically, looked over to me, put his hand on my arm and said, "you can choose where we eat for dinner."
We ended up at Denny's and then went to my Cousins, the Browder's, new lake house. Will and I went out by ourselves on a paddle boat at sunset. This was a fitting way to finish out the day."
