Sheree Brown
When we would go fishing, after Nathan had set up his pole , he would sit and watch for his bobber and listen for his bell. When he wasn't looking, I would jiggle his bell and move away. Nathan would jump up and run to get his pole, sometimes running so fast, I was afraid he would fall in the water. When he caught me, he was not a happy camper. But, he had to laugh. Miss you Chocolate. Rest now.❤️