Last year I was taking my older sick brother fishing. He had just got out of dialysis and wanted to get some fresh air. So I picked him up in the truck and off to the lake we went. I let him out at the ramp and I backed the boat in and tied it to the docks. Got my brother and helped him to the docks. As I was holding his arm helping him get in the boat, I stepped back and lost my balance. He tried to hold me up as I was falling backwards into the boat and both of us slammed down right in the boat. Luckily he fell on top of me but we broke a pole and flipped the transom motor holder right into the water. Nobody hurt so we’re sitting there laughing like crazy. Little did I know that would be the last time he was able to fish with me. Sadly he passed last November. He’ll be missed greatly.