Dad walks Justin around the tackle box at the Allegan dam.

Brother John Daniel, sleepin on the job. Too many St. Julian cabernet mini's.

Dad's favorite spot, "on and in the river."

God bless Ilford 3200. I love the grit. We make a pit stop on our way back to the city. Justin and my brother Dan looking like a couple of lot lizard body guards, holding their brand new Daisy 10 pumps from WalMart. It was my birthday so I bought myself a co2 powered bb hand pistol. But, now that I have my Illinois license, I applied for my FOID card. The big girl shooting range is on my bday list this year.
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