tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post5413624238320587188..comments2011-11-08T15:17:00.473-07:00Comments on Life & Times of the Anderson Family: Happy Birthday to My Dad!Bri and Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15066602675477746753noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-33740302815928927042009-06-13T19:38:20.134-07:002009-06-13T19:38:20.134-07:00Aww I loved fishing growing up... but somehow my m...Aww I loved fishing growing up... but somehow my memories differ slightly. I seem to remember a particular time when some one *ahem* DAD *ahem* went to cast out his line and instead drove that little sucker of a hook straight through my shirt and into my back. The next ten or so minuets were then consumed with screaming and minor surgery to remove the fishing hook and worm from my tiny fragile back. Since then I've learned to duck when dad's casting out. :-) ahh the memories!! Happy Birthday Day!! I love you.emily morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02941957729285489690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7740538508401539232.post-87397122735928996782009-06-13T19:27:31.666-07:002009-06-13T19:27:31.666-07:00Bri, that brings many memories rushing back. Actu...Bri, that brings many memories rushing back. Actually, I think you were six or most likely seven. But you're right, we caught a full stringer of sunfish and cooked them up to the envy of the rest of the father/daughter camping group. I have all those memories neatly tucked away and they always bring a smile to my face whenever I think of them. I love you always! DadPapahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02630792656226909677noreply@blogger.com