In Memorium...
 

Today, at 8:15 a.m., my father, Ron Brown, died at 85 years of age in my
arms after a lengthy battle with congestive heart failure. I post this so
that those of you who have had the chance to fish with him or know him, will
be aware. My dad moved to Eureka, CA after WWII expressly for the fly
fishing opportunities that he found here. Fly fishing was his passion and
he quickly adopted the Eel River as "his river". My brother and I, both
raised with fly rods in our hands, spent many hours fishing with my dad and
his friends. My dad fished with the likes of C.Jim Prey, Lloyd Sylvius and
others who plied their skills on the fish of the Pacific Northcoast. Aside
from being an honest, hard working man, my father passed along to his two
sons the love of fly fishing. His ashes will be scattered in his favorite
stream and I will use his favorite fly rod to throw a long line into the
waters. We will miss his wit, charm and love but the lessons he taught all
who knew him will live on.

For those who did not know my father, please treasure those moments with
your own dad for time passes so very quickly.

His loving son
Barry