Remember the person who could always tell a fish story? My brother was one to tell a great story, especially about the one who got away. Here's my brother with one of his real catches. Bub was always good for a story, a laugh, and just plain fun. He was such a tease and tortured me as a little sister; there are 17 years between us in age. As we go through our first Thanksgiving without him (I haven't been home for this holiday in 9 years), I will treasure the memories of the many family members who have gone on before me. I will treasure the moments we had together. Thanksgiving is a time of gratitude and I am thankful for the friends and family God has given me. What fish story are you thankful for?
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