I got it from both sides of the family even though my Grandpa Glen passed away when I was 5. I used to look through his tackle boxes and pictures from FL. His wife Grandma Lucy was a fisherwomen and would take me to the local golf course or reservior when I was little. My grandpa Sherwood (Pa) used to take me fishing at Barkley when it still had standing timber and you could pull up to about any top and haul out the slabs. Pa then bought an old fiberglass game fisher to use on the farm ponds in the area. He would pick me up every Sat morn and take me to a pond where we fished for bass and crappie mostly. That old boat had more weight in fiberglass from repairs than the boat originally weighed. I got pretty good with the farm pond bass and had several fish in the 5 and 6 lb range. One day a buddy and I put that old boat in the neighbors pond on a 95 degree summer afternoon. By the time we quit the temp had dropped 20 degrees and we had 14 bass in the boat 2 were right at 2 lbs, 4 over 4, 4 over 5, a 6-8, a 7-6, a 7-13, and my personal best of a 8-3. Dad's eyes about popped out when he saw that string and even more so when he saw me let the 6+Lb fish go in the pond behind the house. He told me GPa Glen (his dad) would be proud.

My new chapter is teaching my Grandkids the same values and the love for fishing.