Today was my dad's favorite kind of day. Nope, not sunny and 80 but a great day for finding nightcrawlers. This morning when I opened the garage door to head out to Sunday school the girls were delighted to find nightcrawlers. I remember that after a big rain dad would head into town to look in the streets for nightcrawlers. He'd have his special light that fit on his hat and an ice cream bucket and if his luck was good he'd have bait for the next few fishing trips.
I hope there are plenty of crawlers in heaven, dad, and I hope the fishing is good.
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