It is likely that her eyesight had been failing. But of course, it was because the lamp was inadequate. David bought many lamps. As a lamp would sell he would go into the attic and pull out another for display.
The second thing I noticed was the hat.
I commented on it. David said he was a fisherman and tied flies. He was looking forward to catching up on his fishing, now that Mom was gone.
He pointed toward the garage.
"I've got a bunch more of those boxes downstairs if you like what you see." he said.
I opened the first box.
Filled with hundreds of delicately tied dry flies.
|Penny added for size reference|
"Yup" he said, "I got hundreds more of them. Mom kind of lost track of time. She would ask me to run downtown and fetch something every hour-and-a-half or two. It was kind of frustrating. I tied these flies to keep myself sane. Sometimes I would only have time to finish one fly. Sometimes I could not sleep and might tie flies for six hours straight."
|And he has big ones to, for the bass fishermen.|
|David's hand as he displays some classic deer hair flies.|
425 North St
Eaton Rapids, Mi 48827
(Cell Phone) 517-213-1145
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