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!!!