A Day in My Life
I know - it is a long description, but there is a story behind this photo, so read on:
One day there was suspicion of terrorist activity near the Port of Pasco, in Pasco, WA.
The government was contacted and two F16s were scrambled to fly over and do some aerial reconnaissance.
When the terrorists saw that someone was on to them they quickly got their little plane ready and took off to dive bomb and destroy the railroad bridge in order to stop an important government shipment from arriving at the Port of Pasco.
In his hurry the pilot missed his mark and ended up in the river.
I was called in as a rescue diver to search for remains and any evidence that might implicate the terrorists. During the dive much was recovered that implicated the terrorists in the attempted destruction of the bridge.
Once the terrorists found out who I was they kidnapped my baby daughter as a ransom for the return of all the implicating evidence.
A site on the river was selected for the meeting and exchange, but just before the exchange took place a large pelican swept down and snatched up the baby – the pelican was then the target of my attention; and, being prepared – as I always am – I pulled out my rope and ran into the river – lassoing it’s foot just in time. With its powerful wings it picked me right up out of the river, but not a second to late, as a large shark – that incidentally had gotten lost and ended up in the Columbia River – jumped out of the water in an attempt to snatch me up for lunch, or maybe just a snack.
At any rate through this whole ordeal there was an old fisherman out on the river, fishing for bass, completely oblivious to the events transpiring around him. He kept saying to himself: one more cast and I will catch that prize bass, just one more cast, just one more cast…. -MTJ