I just received a rather sad news about my father last week– he fell from a tree right into our fish pond. I could not see the logic why on earth would he fall from a tree! It’s because he was trying to hunt for a fish in our fish pond. He used to be an expert shooter/hunter when he was younger, and since he cannot see that clearly now, he went up the tree to get a clearer view. The rest is history. He is ok now of course, but he suffered back pains for a time.
I am actually thinking of getting him bushnell rifle scopes as a gift for father’s day. I am sure he would appreciate it as he doesn’t have to climb up a tree to get a better view at the fishes!
He must be missing our boy so much, he used to go with granddad for fishing trips. My father must have been bored of traditional fishing which takes forever! Especially that our boy, Jez is already here with us in Bangkok now. The poor guy needs a fishing buddy!
