Another year has passed and I miss my brother, Kyle, just as much as when he left us in 2007. I can't believe it has been that long. Kyle's birthday was yesterday, and he would be 47 years old this year. I don't have much to say today, other than I get choked up on his birthday. I guess you never get used to something like this.
To find out what happened to him, please visit my tribute page to him
here:
Since a picture is worth a thousand words, here are a few to share:
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| Once I introduced Kyle to icefishing, he was hooked. I was delighted because it was another way that we could share the outdoors together. |
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| Kyle released this crappie that he caught through the ice, but not before faking a crappie sushi meal! He always had a sense of humor. He was a Monty Python fan. Need I say more? |
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| He loved catching big fish, but it was this perch that gave him the idea for his Iceshanty user name, Perch Jerker. |
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| Kyle (right) and my friend Mark goofing around during a windy day on the ice. |
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| Kyle (left) and I posing over some of the fish that we kept after a productive ice fishing evening bite. |
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| Kyle posing with a big archery season buck. He was a very skilled archer and hunter. I think it was his true passion, other than coaching swimming. |
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| Kyle loved fishing for walleye. Here he poses with a nice marble eye. |
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| Even when Kyle was a youngster, he had a knack for catching fish. Here he poses with a smallmouth bass, sporting his favorite Bengals hat. |
Anyway, thanks for checking back in and I'm sorry that I haven't posted more often than I have. I plan to remedy that situation though.
And to my Brother in Heaven, Happy Birthday Bro!
