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Dear Daddy,
Thank you for your letter dated October 1983. Sorry it has taken so long to respond. It was nice to read your reminiscing about being raised here in the Northwest, hiking and picking huckleberries.
I thought of you today and wished you could have joined us. Ellie, our dog Thomas and I went to this little secret beach where I take Thomas swimming occasionally. There were 4 Very Large Sea Lions, two of a particularly impressive size. Ellie was nervous paddling near the sea lions so I brought her back to shore to skip rocks and play in the water. There was a net set up by the Snohomish people, filled with 20 or so what I thought were steel head. When I saw the tribal members, two young men and a white girlfriend, come to empty the nets, I paddled out in the kayak to check things out. They said they didn't mind sharing with the sea lions, but when they plow through the net, they leave a car size hole. Jay asked me if I would like a fish. I said, "Sure." They were Coho, you would probably know them as Silvers. He put it in the deck rigging of the boat. I had to remember how to gut a fish when I got home. I called Jonny to ask. I don't think I have gutted a fish since I went fishing with you last. All for now.
Much Love,
Sally Britches
Thank you for your letter dated October 1983. Sorry it has taken so long to respond. It was nice to read your reminiscing about being raised here in the Northwest, hiking and picking huckleberries.
I thought of you today and wished you could have joined us. Ellie, our dog Thomas and I went to this little secret beach where I take Thomas swimming occasionally. There were 4 Very Large Sea Lions, two of a particularly impressive size. Ellie was nervous paddling near the sea lions so I brought her back to shore to skip rocks and play in the water. There was a net set up by the Snohomish people, filled with 20 or so what I thought were steel head. When I saw the tribal members, two young men and a white girlfriend, come to empty the nets, I paddled out in the kayak to check things out. They said they didn't mind sharing with the sea lions, but when they plow through the net, they leave a car size hole. Jay asked me if I would like a fish. I said, "Sure." They were Coho, you would probably know them as Silvers. He put it in the deck rigging of the boat. I had to remember how to gut a fish when I got home. I called Jonny to ask. I don't think I have gutted a fish since I went fishing with you last. All for now.
Much Love,
Sally Britches
posted by SA at 6:53 PM
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Mommy always said that Grandpa used to call you Sally Britches. She siad that that was one of the things that made her miss him. That he couldn't call Christianne Christi Britches.
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