The Life Vest
My mom likes to wade deep—up to her armpits. And she is a small person. If I am wading upstream from her it is not unusual to see only a pair of arms, a rod, and a cowboy hat clearing the surface of the water. I watch for the reassuring wave of the rod, and then I can settle back into my own fishing for a bit. We are mother and daughter on the water, and we keep track of each other. Do not range too far. Stay where I can see you, or at least just around the bend. At some point I became frig
3/21/2018Erica Hickey