Well I'm now home alone for the first time in the past 24hours and don't know what to do with myself. Last night I received an emergency call at work from my mother. The hospital had called her to tell her that my grandfather had taken a turn for the worst and asked that I come get her. We were in his hospital room in less then 30 minutes but it was too late. My grandfather had already passed away.
We weren't extremely close but he still had a huge influence on my life. My grandfather was a full time fishing guide on the St.Larence as well as a rod builder. He has been in several magazines and caught fish I could only dream of....
One of the most meaningful item we have come across so far is a log of every rod he ever sold... Basically a list of names of all the greatest local fisherman over the past 30-40 years... They all used his rods... My name was there... My dad... My uncle... And all the other names I heard in the fishing tales growing up. Then we found 2 custom rods that he had made but never sold... And in his tackle box was 2 beautiful diawa reels in crown royal bags... So my brother and I will each have a handmade combo to remember him by...
Anyways here's a pic I found that completely sums him up
I'll miss you forever grandpa "Biss"