I woke up to an email from my 51 year old son that he had sent the previous night. He thanked me for taking him duck hunting and fishing when he was a kid. Thanked me for a couple of other things like pine car derby and being a cub scout leader for him. Scared the cr@p out of me. Sounded like a “Goodby letter”.
I immediately called to see if he was O.K. He was fine. He said he had just finished watching Duck Dynasty and that I reminded him of Phill, and just wanted me to know he appreciated me.
Damn fine show!!! Finer Son!!!
thank you for that post.
You’re lucky to have a son like that and he was lucky to have a father like that.
Of course no teenagers, at least not mine, appreciate the things parents do. Later in life it dawns on them though.