I Was One Long Walk Away From a Coronary

I couldn’t fish. I could barely breathe. But something deeper began that day.

Mister 13 is the active kid that every lazy old dad needs.

You know the kind, the kid who refuses to let you sit on the couch, work too much, or give in to the sedentary life.

A year ago, he was begging me to take him fishing.

I hate fishing, but I love my son. So when he asks to fish, I usually take him.

This day would be different, though…

I’d been living …