[greg_r]

My fishing buddy was my Dad. He has been gone 4 years now and I have not been fishing since he passed.

I vowed to get back into fishing and I did so today. And I took my hopefully new fishing buddy. My Grandaughter. Bought her a Disney Princess fishing rod and reel and a Frozen tackle box and we set out for bluegill. She caught her first fish today.

I think I have a new fishing buddy. I miss my Dad, but I know he was watching today and grinning ear to ear as she caught her first fish. And then some more when she gave it a kiss and threw it back into the water!

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[histed]

Greg, that little beauty is the epitome if the Southern Belle! Fish ain't bad either. Best keep reloadin' - yer goto need to keep the fellers at bay in about two years (old guy time)

 

[MaryB]

Start them young and they have a hobby that feeds them for life! I remember taking my nieces and nephews out in the boat their first time. I took it slow and easy for most of them, my nephew Kyle was a speed freak and always wanted faster faster LOL he went on to join the air force, flew for awhile then they moved him into linguistics because he can pick up a language super easy and mimic the accents perfectly. He wasn't the greatest pilot... to much of a screwball... he has been in AK doing translation stuff, made a few trips into Russia(he speaks it like a native)... he can't really tell us what he does as a job...

 

[ajole]

Well, he could. But he'd have to....well, you know.

Good stuff, Greg. That's one happy little girl.

Had my grandkids out shooting Saturday. They're getting better, and they are finding their "favorites". The youngest is 9, I think his dad has a .22 for him, but I need to find out so I can figger out which one to give him if he needs one. Of course, his favorite is my CZ Scout....and I'm not turning that over until I 'm gone. But he's got dibs, IMHO.

 

[TNTRAILERTRASH]

Tell the truth Great grandad. That's not your grand daughter!

 

[greg_r]

Tell the truth Great grandad. That's not your grand daughter!

How do you figure?

Daughter passed away. I adopted my grand kids. Grand kid became my daughter and a mother. So on paper I guess she is my granddaughter, but biologically, she is my great granddaughter.

Me? I’m Pappy. Pap as the kids age.

Kind of funny, but if you ask for me by name around the settlement, most people don’t know who Greg is. But everybody knows who Pappy is. And the older folk know Pappy used to be Gomer. Since I left home at 18 and joined the Corps, my given name has been rarely used except in more formal situations.