Earlier today, I found out that Capt. Phil Harris had passed away from complications from the stroke he suffered last month.
I cried, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I adored Phil. Although I'd never met him, he seemed like my kind of guy. Down to earth, not afraid to speak his mind, and a caring person. Genuine and real.
I'm not sure what God needed a crab fisherman for, but I'm sure He has His reasons.
R.I.P, Capt. Phil. Many of those who never met you, and plenty of those who did, will miss you. Fair winds and following seas.
10 February 2010
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