Remembering Grandpa John

It was memorial day yesterday and I only had to work for an hour so Patrick, Connor and I went fishing at Strawberry Resevoir. It was cold and drizzly but we stuck it out and had a good time. Breanna had a cold and wasn't interested in the slightest in going and we thought it was too cold for Hillary(there is still snow on the ground up there) so they stayed home. Connor has become quite the fisherman. This is the first year he's been more interested in fishing than in playing in the water. He has learned how to cast his line and is pretty good at it even. We decided it must be the Grandpa John in him. He didn't catch anything yesterday - but wasn't upset and still wants to go again. I was the only one who caught anything yesterday. We kept it and cooked it and it was YUMMY.