I am a small town girl, where everyone knows everyone. I am the daughter of a fishermen. A man who worked hard, dangerous work, in the worst weather going to provide for his family. Many of the men in my home town made their money on the water, day after day.
My father would take our video camera fishing with him. You would see waves crashing over the sides of the boat, men soaking wet and he wind blowing. Sure we’d also get to see some of their catch, if there was one, maybe a dolphin, shark or some other sea animal. I also remember from one video seeing a hook through my fathers hand. He was still filming while he showed us through the camera. There was no doctor to take it out, just a buddy fishing with him and a pair of pliers.
Have you ever seen the movie The Perfect Storm? I cried through it, because it hits close to home.
Right now there are five young men, ages 21-33 (I believe) missing because of this life style, way of living, and providing. I don’t know them personally, but they nor their families have not left my thoughts since I heard about it. Due to how long they have been missing hope is getting low that they will survive having been in the water at such low temperatures for so long.
I pray that if they can not be returned home safe and sound, that they are found for their families and communities to have some closure. Too many young people are lost each year, too many people. I pray no more lives are lost so needlessly. My heart goes out to their families.