Nice post. brought a tear to my eyes as I said good by to my grandma a year ago this month.She was 95.Its a generation that is going to be sorely missed.

I still talk to grandma all the time.Me and her were always into bird watching.There is a bird that migrates through here in the spring called the varied thrush.In the spring there song sounds like a marmont whistling.You rarely see them but everybody has heard them.Well now they are my grandma birds and I always say hi when she does.
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With the population ballooning out of control, there
are bound to be more and more fishermen clogging up our rivers. All of
these fishermen have one thing in common: They come to the Olympic
Peninsula seeking solitude.”
Pat Neal