Today would have been my grandfather's 109th birthday. A veteran of WWI he passed away at age 73 the day after Independence Day in 1973, from lung cancer. He smoked a pipe all his life. Really glad I got to know him as a kid. He took my dad and myself fishing out on his boat in the Skagit River many times.

Walked about 50 yards through some deep snow on the grounds of a motel to get this shot down near the banks of a creek in Erie, PA.