August 19, 1944 – May 1, 2009
The Fisherman’s Prayer
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
While fishing out here in the deep.
And may You grant my fondest wish
And help me land a giant fish.
My friends say I exaggerate
My fishes width and height and weight.
So please forgive me if I brag
About the size of those I snag.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray that Heaven has a lake.
I need no halos, things like that,
If You’ll just let me wear my hat.
Service will be held at Beaver Pt. Hall
Sunday, May 17, 3:00 pm
Please bring photos or memories.
In our hearts forever.