The old man was drawn to an entry much shorter than the rest. In his own neat handwriting were these words, ‘Wasted a whole day fishing with Jimmy. Didn’t catch a thing!’
With a deep sigh and a shaking hand he took Jimmy’s journal and found the boy’s entry for the same day, 4 June. Large scrawling letters pressed deep into the paper read, ‘Went fishing with my dad. Best day of my life.’