Oceans For Emotions: Honoring thy father, my own

June 22, 2013 at 1:22 a.m.

“Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.”

– Proverbs 22:6

On this last Father’s Day, I was very lonely for the fathers that had touched my life. My own father had passed away in 1968, and both of my sons had recently lost their father. I seem to be all out of fathers.

There was not much I could do except be with my own father in the rear view mirror of my mind and thank him for training me in the way I should go: to catch fish.

So, I sat down in front of my marble top coffee table and opened the drawer that contains all the of the fishing pictures of my dad. We only took and kept the best pictures of our best catches. We’d rather spend our money on bait than on film.

I love the picture of my daddy casting off of the T-head in Corpus Christi with his suit and tie on. My daddy was a traveling salesman that sold laundry equipment, but somehow, he could always manage a little fishing time at lunch when he covered South Texas.

He would leave Corpus Christi and work his way down all the beachfronts until he reached Harlingen where he had to see a client. He sold a piece of laundry equipment, which means we could buy live bait. Then we found a bayfront and fished until our ice chest was full.

Coming back to the motel in Harlingen, Daddy pulled over and said, “Elaine, you drive. My arms are feeling really heavy and my chest is hurting, and get me to the heart hospital there in Harlingen.”

As they were wheeling him through the emergency room door, he said that there were only two important things I had to do: “Call your mother and tell her to fly down here, and you have to clean and ice down the fish.”

I called my mother and made sure she was on her way down. It was a sad time when I lost my father, but by golly, we had 32 keeper redfish – and that was before laws and limits.

Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thank you Father for not only covering most of Your world with blue sea water but by decorating it with redfish, golden croaker and shining it with speckled trout. Thank you for training us in the way we should go and for choosing fishers as your first three disciples.



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