Dad will be 77 in February, when he asks to go fishing I always drop whatever I’m doing and take him. He’s the best fisherman I know, he can catch a musky in a mud puddle. And that’s saying a lot, I know some great fishermen. He is slowing down a bit, fishing trips use to be from am dark to pm dark. Now there about 8 hrs. One day I hope to be as great a man as my dad. He’s always been my hero. Sent from my iPhone using Lake Ontario United