I logged in to read another banter from you, only to find the worst kind of news. I don't know if you believe in prayer (to tell you the truth, I'm not sure that I do), but the families of Stan Carpenter and his deckhand will be in my prayers tonight (for what ever that is worth). If you know the name of Stan's deckhand and care to share it, I'll include his family as well.
I don't know the name of his deckhand, I knew Stan very well, because he was from down here and was one of the guys who relocated to Alaska because he wanted to keep on fishing. I don't know for sure how old he was, but he had to be in his 70s. The thing about the fishing community is this, it's small, for the most part we all know each other, so when something goes wrong we all hear about it. In the old days this happened a lot more, because we didn't have the saftey equipment we have today, epirbs, hydorstatic rafts, and even sat. and cell phones. Im puzzled because the haven't found the raft. It was apperantly a rollover, these situations happen fast, sometimes you don't have time to do too much. I had a call from my brother this morning, he didn't say anything about it, I thought he was fishing. When this happens, I ask myself would I feel any different if it was a car accident, or a heart attack or something like that, all they were doing was fishing, and they paid a high price for the privlage, if there's fishing in heaven,I'm sure they'll be doing it.