I should have gone fishing ...
Just wondering if any of you can bring to mind some little thing you wished, in light of later events, that would have done. Nothing earth-shattering, or profoundly important, just some little thing ... something which at the time didn't seem all that important.
Yesterday, my friend Rick died of cancer. He was an avid fisherman and an animal lover. In his obit, mention is given to his great dogs, Lord Parker, and Sir Winston. They will miss him. I still remember his e-mails, which often featured "guy stuff", and which lately had the warning on them: "Always wear sun screen" ... he died of skin cancer. Anyway, none of this is all that important to you guys. It's the fishing thing that makes me feel sad and a little guilty. Last year, Rick asked me if I wanted to go fishing with him and his brother. Of course, I said "yes". Rick didn't drink; so, his brother and I could fish and drink beer while he operated the boat. Something came up. Can't even remember what it was. I cancelled out. And now I really regret it. For some reason or other, I'd never gone out with Rick on his boat. I should have gone fishing.
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