Jack caught his first fish this weekend and I couldn't help but think about my dad.

My first fish was also a bluegill and I remember that day clearly.

Call it a coincidence or something more, but July 26th happens to be the same date as the last time I went fishing with my dad.

I couldn't help but think that he was smiling down on us.

Way to go Jack!

I GOT MY EYES ON THAT FISH!!!