That drawing and your description reminds me something...
We rode by bikes to a river. Dad tried to teach Me how to catch fish. But that day he felt very bad. The next morning THAT happened. From that time I never went go fishing again... I would like to go fishing again some day after those years.
(ehh I wish Skipper was a living penguin person
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Sorry about that comment. The drawing just reminds Me dad's last day when I look at this right now.