Fishing and Life

Chris
Thats a nice blog ,I really enjoyed it.Having meet your Pops on several occasions,I can say that he is the real thing.My dad was a fisherman teacher.He took the time to teach not only mke and my brothers how to fish,but also every nieghbor hood kid thats father did not fish.One of his students was a dark eyed Olive skinned boy who lived just down the street from us in Laurel Ms.This kid loved fishing and his dad had no interest in fishing at all.My dad took him under his wing and taught him the basic"s,he also bought him his first fishing rod.How to tie a knot,how to rig a plastic worm,how to read the water, long before we had depth finders.He stressed the importance of structure fishing long before any one else even was using that approach.

That young man went on to Tounrament Bass Fishing and won the Bass Masters Classic.I can still remember the gleem in Paul Elias eyes as we fished togather when I was in in my late teens and he was in JR High.

You never know what that seed that you nuture will produce.Paul was only one of many my Dad taught,and to this very day, he is gone but not forgotten. My Dads name was Charlie Reddoch ,who was once a pitcher for the Cleveland Indians.A real Mans- Man.

I tried to put this on your blog but my computer isn,t set up for it.You are welcome to put on there my friend if you wish.Thanks Mississippi Man ( Larry )[wink]