Don't Care If This Ever Sells.....this One Is For Me.
I took this one the 13 year anniversary from when I lost my Mom to cancer. I was 15 when she passed. One thing about my mother was she LOVED to fish....to a point where many people called her crazy. When everyone else was headed in for the day, she would stick it out. When nobody else went, she would be there. This night at Wilson, with the wind blowing a steady 40, darkness setting in, and everyone packing it in for the night, a lone fishermen had just got there, and was wading out near the dam in search of Walleye. I've struggled to find words about how missing Mom made me feel.......but this photo pretty much sums it up. She was one of a kind, and I miss her dearly, and there are no words to quite describe it. Titled "Lucky 13" in her memory by my wife.