Since the niangua as my fathers favorite river it seems fitting to speak here. The niangua river will always hold the most special place in my heart. The river where my father taught me to fish and swim and love nature. He was a great steward of this river and always left it cleaner than when he arrived. He picked up trash and cans and fishing line each and very trip. The river mustve known that because it provided our family with fresh fish and the odd floating candy bar or soda frequently. We will miss my father dearly but we will see his smile reflected in the calming flow of his favorite place on earth. We will hear his voice echo through the hills and valleys from windyville all the way to tunnel dam and on to lake of the ozarks. We will hold his hand every night when the fireflies light up the river bank as we walk out of the stream. I will forever remember him in his fishing vest tracker hat and a black tee shirt tying my hook on for me as i looked up in admiration. I love you dad