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Fathers Day Fishing Poem
by Brent
My Dad is a hard person to shop for, so instead of buying him gifts we usually go fishing, then treat him to dinner afterwards. Dad grew up in Florida near the coast, so seafood is his favorite meal to eat out on Father’s Day.
Now that we live near the coast of Virginia, there is an abundance of great seafood and seafood restaurants. To make it a special event, my mom, sister, and I go "fishing for a great restaurant" before the big day (which is a pleasurable pastime on its own). Whichever restaurant we like best that season determines where we take Dad for Fathers Day. Part of the fun each year is watching Dad try to guess where we are taking him! Luckily, we have never failed to impress him with a great Father’s Day seafood dinner. Fathers Day Fishing Poem
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