It's Week 39 of our Sharing Memories - A Genealogy Journey Please join us each Sunday as we share our memories of childhood. Your descendants will be thankful that you did! Share a memory here as a comment, or on your own blog, or in a private journal, but please write!
I've been thinking a lot about times I spent with my dad. He died a month after my 14th birthday so I didn't have very much time with him. But I do remember some of the special times we spent together.
Dad used to take me fishing. I loved going as it meant it was just the two of us sitting by the river, not talking. He fished, I read my book. When I got older he encouraged me to fish with him - he baited my hook with the worm thank goodness! Then he bought me my own fishing rod, a little one that compacted into a nice cloth carrying case. How I wish I still had that rod!
When we'd get home, I would help clean the fish. For some odd reason I really enjoyed that.
I remember his wicker fish basket that he put his fresh caught fish in. Funny how some memories capture a tiny sliver of time as if frozen for eternity. Don't you wish you could make some days last forever?
What are your special moments from childhood?