Last night I called an old work/fishing buddy I had lost contact with in 1992. Thanks to Zebra... Sure was nice renewing and old friendship. But sure got a strange feeling when he told me that he had heard a few years ago that I had "Gone South" (died).
This is about the third time in my life that someone has told me they had heard I was dead. And each time seems the goosebumps get bigger. Wayne ask if he should apologize for not sending flowers. We kind of got a chuckle out of it. Good thing about the reunion is I guess he and I will start fishing together again.
This is about the third time in my life that someone has told me they had heard I was dead. And each time seems the goosebumps get bigger. Wayne ask if he should apologize for not sending flowers. We kind of got a chuckle out of it. Good thing about the reunion is I guess he and I will start fishing together again.
