Two weeks ago, my husband's best friend Nate (also the best man at our wedding) passed away. He had just turned 34, needless to say he was far too young. He had a tough lot in life and was just never quite able to keep things going on the upswing. But I remember many good times filled with the laughter of him and my husband. On many of our trips back home to Florida, Nate and Jesse would get up early with me to photograph and go fishing. Nate knew some of the best spots for both of those activities. Peace be with you Nate. You will be missed.
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| Jesse and Nate fishing, December 2010 |
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| Ozello, Florida |
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