Sure, it's just another date on the calendar
June 11, 2016
I'd like to see my old man again.
But heaven will have to wait.
He was a character right out of Dickens in "A Christmas Carol."
In other words, he was memorable.
He wasn't much for outdoor activities unless he had a drink nearby.
He'd take us fishing about once a year with his old pal, Dick Massopust, a World War I veteran who chewed on a big stogie, took an instant disliking to carp, which he snapped across his knee before tossing back into the St. Croix River, and was a helluva fisherman.
Dick was a great guy.
I caught my first and only sturgeon with him in about 1955. I had to toss it ba...
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