Passing of a friend

I went down to the river today, intending to fish, but never got around to
it.

I DID, however, dig out my trusty ole fishin hat and noticed just how dirty
it was. When I got home, I sprayed it with some stain remover stuff my
wife had in the laundry room and tossed it in the washer.

I just this minute went to retrieve it, and I'm very sad to report it didn't
survive ... the entire hat, from the brim up is just shreds of threads.

I'm off now for a quiet, private, service and a last few minutes with my
old, shade providing, special place sharing, always trusty friend, before we
part forever. :-(