The best childhood memory

My best memory would be the summer my dad got third degree burns on his arms and second degree on his face when I was ten years old. (He had a gallon of evaporated gas blow up infront of him). That sounds depressing, but that summer, I stayed home to help take care of him. Due to his burns, he couldn't stand particularily warm or cool weather so we would get up early in to sit on the front porch in the early morning cool before it got hot. My dad loved to fish and since he couldn't that summer, we would 'fish' off the front porch into the grass. It seems stupid, casting into grass with fishing poles to collect clumps of grass or sticks, but I bonded with my dad so much that summer, laughing at who 'caught' the smallest fish (clumps of grass) and casted the farthest. Also, taking  care of him that summer showed me how to put my discomfort and wants aside to help someone I love, and I hope to use that in any incident that needs it in the future.