A tale/ a triple tail

On October 4, 2021 Josh and I were on plane, headed in from fishing the spoil banks one day when he yelled “hold on momma” and he circled the boat around and killed the motor. He hopped to the front of the boat and looked over at a buoy and a huge smile came across his face. He was right, he had spotted a triple tail resting in the shade of the buoy. He grabbed his rod and sight casted right to him and brought him in the boat, first try. The thrill this gave him delighted me! It was a short slot so he was very gentle with the fish and wanted to get him back in the water quickly. My uncles would have just tossed the fish back overboard but Josh always wanted the fish to live to be caught another day. He told the fish he’d see him again and bring him home next time, once he grew a little bigger.
Josh is legally blind in one eye and can’t hardly see out of the other one and even with glasses his vision has never been very good but, he could spot a fish or a scallop in the water quicker than anyone I know. I used to ask him how his bad eyes were always the first to spot fish and he’d tell me ”I know the fish are there, it’s just a matter of seeing what your looking for”.

As I recall things my boy said, I realize he was my teacher in so many ways. He believed before he saw or he saw because he believed. His eyes were not as reliable as mine but his expectance was on the mark.

I love him more everyday. I have lived 54 days without my son. Every memory I have is the finest treasure of my life.