My father is who-knows-where in not-even-a-town in Northern Minnesota, fishing with one of our cousins. Since my dad is now an All-Bran star, I thought I would continue with my characterization. Yesterday I received the following email from my mother:
dear gili,
rick just radioed that daddy caught a 17-inch walleye, so i bet he's happy.
love,
mother xxxxxxxx
