Bo-Hawg® lives in a strange space.

It was the name of a failed fishing venture my Pops started in the 1980s. The business didn’t hit, but he grew attached to the Pig Fish. He spent the next four decades finding new lives for it, from seafood catering to merch.

A year after he died, I brought it back. He wanted Bo-Hawg® to be seen. I wanted him to be known.

The merch gives the Pig Fish the life my Pops always wanted for it. The stories make sure more than the logo survives.

Some things are too good to disappear.

Bo-Hawg® lives in a strange space.

It is the namesake of a failed, fishing venture he started in the 1980s. The business didn't hit, but he grew attached to the Pig Fish. He spent the next four decades finding new lives for it, from seafood catering to merch.

A year after he died, I brought it back. He wanted the Pig Fish to be seen. I wanted him to be known.

The merch gives Bo-Hawg® the life my Pops always wanted for it. The stories make sure more than the logo survives.

That started with him, but it doesn’t end with him. I know I’m not the only person trying to hold onto someone, somewhere or some part of life that mattered.

Some things are too good to disappear.

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