Lookin Good, Feelin Good, Miles To Go Before I Sleep

A nice memory of days gone by, seasons gone by, years gone by, a lifetime gone by. There was a time to me when meadow, hill, grove and stream and every earthly sight to me did seem appareled in celestial light, the glory and freshness of a dream. Fishing is that thread that runs through the fabric of our pleasanter days and tranquil moments in our finite existence. So let us reflect nostalgic of coming times and sweet memories we will create to savor on our retirement days and what time we are allowed to have together joking and laughing and smoking cigars.. And don't forget to bring the crock pot.