creel

grandpa was always a man of his word. (he loved words too, memorizing poems that took well over ten full minutes to recite.) a stroke stood in the way of him keeping his word to me about fly fishing together on the rogue river. not being so much of a "stuff" person, i am content to already have his favorite leather hat, the one with a feather in it from JC Penney. today, however, i was given a very cool early birthday present. one that almost made me cry: grandpa's creel. contents inside the worn leather strap: marshmallows (20+ years old? had to toss those out), jar of fish eggs, five different sizes of bobbers, old line and his pocket knife. the creel fits well over my shoulder and i couldn't have received a better present. his hands touched it and it symbolizes that he will be able to keep his promise yet, if God lets us fly fish in heaven, that is.

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  1. This is beautiful!. somehow I seem to remember
    that creel, maybe i'm thinking of my Dad's, or
    we all were at the river together. Or maybe it just
    was visible at the house. anyway...nice gift.
    love, CB

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