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My father and friends at one of many fishing parties sometime in the early 90s.
This picture seems to have been taken early in the morning, as things were winding down. It's impressive that there all still, standing, huh?
My father is sitting in his usual spot. Every year you could find him by the skids, a drink in hand and a crowd of people around him.
Isn't it the funny the things that linger in the memory?
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