There will always be times in our lives where we can look back and appreciate the days gone by. Reflection during such times gives meaning to life. The weekend of Oct 4th was such a time where we all came together by a inseparable family bond to honor my father's last wish, that he have his ashes put in Pea Porridge Pond, right where he took us fishing every summer when we were kids.
My father had a love and appreciation for the outdoors. It was a place for him to be with his family away from all the hustle and bustle of the city and enjoy the simple pleasures living in the country has to offer.
In the 50's and 60's he built a cabin (we call the camp) near Pea Porridge pond in New Hampshire. This place became a haven where he could take his family and instill in them an appreciation and love for the very things that gave his life meaning.
God blessed us with such a father, whenever we go back to the camp on Pea Porridge pond we will always remember the days gone by and my father and mother and the love and joy we all shared there.
Dad's Last Wish is such a great album. Everybody always seems to have a great time at the camp. Eventhough this was a bittersweet time you can see in all the pictures how much fun we all had. Ma and Dad loved the camp and they passed that on to us. I will always have these memories and am gratefull for that.
Mike thanks for capturing such great moments.
You are indeed a very blessed man to have such a thoughtful and caring father. IT makes me think of the scripture, "And we behold His glory, the glory of the only begotten of the Father".
When we have the privelage to be in the presence of love it leaves its mark..
You ar a marked man my friend.