A Father’s Love

By: Brian Murray LMHC Jacob was 8 years old when he was awakened at 4:30AM by his grandfather. He was gently shaken by his grandfather announcing it was time to get up to go fishing. Jacob had never woken up so early in his life and struggled to clear his eyes and get oriented. He made his way into the kitchen where there was a hum of activity going on. A single light bulb turned on, hung from the ceiling. He could see his father standing there making sandwiches and getting a cooler of drinks together. Jacob’s father turned and said, “go get dressed so we can meet grandpa outside and help him with the boat.” The place was nothing fancy. The living conditions were about functionality, not fashion. They were at their uncle’s farmhouse out in the Georgia countryside. Grandpa had an old wooden V-hull boat that leaked until the water made the wood swell up and seal the leaks. An old coffee can rolling around in the bottom of the boat served as a bail until the leaking stoppe...