bdg169's Journal

Today is July 7th, 2008.  I have begun preparing for our family's annual fishing trip to Minnesota.  Minnnesota is where I really get down with nature.  A lot of peace and fun are on the way.  Two weeks in Mn. I can't wait.

While cleaning out my truck I came across the shoes that Frankie was waring on his last day with us.  I actually tried to find someone to give thenm to.  They are Portage shoes, like the one's I ware when I'm fishing.  How ironic, when he went to Mn. he didn't even go fishing.  He just canoed.  Weird!

But we were different from each other that way.  The lady sais that he was the kind of person who gets charged by being with people, and she was right.  I am the opposite.  I need time alone to recharge. 

I will bring some of Frank's ashes with me next week and sprinkle a little bit on the beautifull lakes in God's country.  I don't know if he ever saw the Northern Lights either.  I'll have to ask Collette.  I do know he's heard the wonderfull sound of the Loons calling each other in the evening. 

I feel that I will want to speak to him while I'm there.  I have some things to say.