June 16th was the last time I fished with my best friend and fishing buddy. June 17th he has a massive heart attack luckily in the parking lot of an Er. His heart stopped three or four times and was in the hospital for three months. He got out only to have his femoral artery rupture and back to the hospital.
With help of a higher power he is walking and cleared to be back at work. Tomorrow we fish for black fish and stripped bass. I never thought I would fish with him ever again furthermore I never expected to see him alive after that day in June. It will be one of the happiest days I have had in a long time.
With help of a higher power he is walking and cleared to be back at work. Tomorrow we fish for black fish and stripped bass. I never thought I would fish with him ever again furthermore I never expected to see him alive after that day in June. It will be one of the happiest days I have had in a long time.
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