Coffee With My Father And Friends

I am excited to get home to Tennessee, and have my father, and
friends over for coffee...it has been too, too long! My Dad used to take my brother Tim and I fishing. On the banks of The Tuolumne River. Uncle James, my Dad's brother brought Angie, my cousin and we would try so hard to sit still but gosh...it was hard...and Dad baited my hooks :) He used to bring hot dogs, a loaf of white bread, a bag of chips and soda pop for us to have for lunch...we would squeeze that white bread tight as we could around the hot dog, our little fingers leaving imprints..lol goodness! This blogging thing may turn out to be something quite pleasant for me...such sweet memories.