His Biggest Bass

Today I write through tears in my eyes and an ache in my heart as I try deal with the sudden passing of my friend, my fishing buddy, my brother. Yesterday without warning my brother suddenly stopped breathing. I received a call that he was was rushed to the hospital with respiratory problems and though I rushed to get to the hospital,  he was gone before I could get there.

Most people who knew my brother knew he was a gentle giant. Though at times he could be brusque and sometimes a blowhard, he was the kind of man that was generous and caring. He would go out of his way to help you if he could but he could also be a bear if you crossed him. He loved the outdoors and especially fishing with his sons and myself.

Lorren was only 60 years old and in my opinion was called home by god way too soon. I will miss him terribly and I will think of him with every cast I make in the future.

I love you Lorren. May the lakes and ponds in heaven be filled with big fish.



13 thoughts on “DEVASTATING DAY

  1. “There is certainly something in angling that tends to produce a serenity of the mind”. ~Washington Irving. I hope this is true for you in this troubling time. My condolences man.

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  2. Gunkle will always be there in spirit, watching over us and laughing heartily. He will always be there for every adventure, every fish big or small, every day with no fish. If we hold him close in our hearts he never truly leaves and eventually we will all be together again, exchanging stories and jokes around a campfire. I will miss him always. Have fun fishing with Grandpa, Gunkle. I love you.

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