I hope when I die, somebody takes all my stuff fishing. Course, I plan on having it wore smooth out, so nobody's gonna want it.
I was walking my dog one morning in my neighborhood when i stumbled across a garage sale. I noticed some fishing stuff such as old crappie poles and some handmade jigs. I was wondering what the reason to sell all of these. I found out that the old women who was running the sale had her husband die of a heart attack. I took all of fishing equipment and promised her it was going to get a good home. I still have the pole that had John written on it. I have the handmade jigs and everything. Just remember, crappie fisherman never die. You just move on to a diffrent hole.
I hope when I die, somebody takes all my stuff fishing. Course, I plan on having it wore smooth out, so nobody's gonna want it.
Same here, told the wife, "As much as I love my boy, don't give him my fishing stuff, it's a waste, call up my fishing buddies and give it to them, they've seen it used, I've made memories with them, I want them to have it."
The boy, he can have the truck and everything else, just not the fishing gear.
The best way to get to where you want to be in the future is to act like you are there TODAY.