As I go thru life, I often ask myself, what ever happened to the 'good old days'? Life has gotten so complicated. I remember when it was easy and fun.

There are several events that I wish I could relive. One of them is going fishing all day Sunday with my dad.

The only worry I had was how long I had to wait for my bobber to start bouncing indicating another bullhead was about to be taken from the water by me. I don't know if was the excitement of reeling in the fish, or the proud look on my dad's face that touched me the most.

At the time, I thought it was all about catching fish. But now I realize it had nothing to do with that.

My dad was there to do one thing only. And that was to have some special time with me.