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When pigs fly...
Dad grew up in Lexington, NC; barbecue capital of the state, and was a retired lieutenant of the Round Lake Beach Police Department. He lost his battle with esophageal cancer last September.
In 2013 we continued our annual BBQ in his memory, moving the date from October to the Saturday before the day he died. As a tribute, I carved a pig out of some foam insulation, sandwiched it between a wood core with zipties, and hoisted it to the top of his ham radio tower, which I finally got to climb this past summer. Named him Bryan - was dad's middle name (and who he was best-known as back in Lexington).
When pigs fly...
Dad grew up in Lexington, NC; barbecue capital of the state, and was a retired lieutenant of the Round Lake Beach Police Department. He lost his battle with esophageal cancer last September.
In 2013 we continued our annual BBQ in his memory, moving the date from October to the Saturday before the day he died. As a tribute, I carved a pig out of some foam insulation, sandwiched it between a wood core with zipties, and hoisted it to the top of his ham radio tower, which I finally got to climb this past summer. Named him Bryan - was dad's middle name (and who he was best-known as back in Lexington).