Sun. July 17th

FISHER-GIRL

Bonjour Grann,

I'm using what Grandpapa taught me about the animals and plants; when I can. If I start eating fresh plants and fish I should start feeling better. I'll start thinking about the food growing around me.

I think the food at Marvella is tainted. What else can explain my illnesses and weird writings?

Grann, I'm wholeheartedly thankful for the food I've been given; still, I think gathering my own food is best now.

After today's catch, I know I can succeed. Bobby told me, "You fish like a girl!" Even so, Bobby was always better than me at everything, but he's a braggart; but I can forgive him, he tried to save me.

I know he misses me too, as much as I miss him, it must be so; he tried to save me.

I'd like to think Bobby would be proud of me like Grandpapa. I caught a sockeye and two smaller pink salmon by simply casting my line off a large basalt rock on the southwest side of my island and using the rockfish I was catching earlier as bait; and keeping the bait moving in the water as Grandpapa taught me.

I threw most of the rockfish back into the ocean because I was worried about getting sick. Let the rockfish go back to sucking up pollution. Grandpapa said, "Vicki Lynn, these ancient fish absorbed poisonous toxins long before I was born.

An Image of a Rockfish Swimming

But I kept the salmon and the proper-size lingcod, and halibut I caught, as Grandpapa said, "For the halibut!"

And I thoroughly cleaned all the guts, skins and heads from the fish. I'll make sure I completely cure the fish I don't cook and eat. And I'll check the crab and shrimp pots tomorrow morning. But I don't expect much action.

As a side note: I think I've kept good track of the days of the month. We had a full buck moon on Friday, which was two days ago. I'm keeping busy with work; distractions make the sadness and loneliness less sad and lonely.

Sleep well tonight, Grann.