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Gonna learn you how to fish.

My grandfather, whom we called Pappy, always said, “When you come down, I’m gonna learn you how to fish.” He said this as soon as I could understand the language, and probably before that. One of the first birthday presents I remember getting was a fishing rod and reel from Pappy. “You see that reel,” […]

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Getting stuck with Dad (Fishing on the Yellow River Part 3)

One day my dad took me fishing on the Yellow River. The spot he picked was far down the river, so we drove there in his old red Ford truck. We bounced along a rutted dirt road until we came to a steep hill. The road near the river was red clay. We eased down […]

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Oh, Great Moccasin (Fishing on the Yellow River Part 2)

Torrey, my friend who lived next door to my grandparents was a great fishing partner. When I’d spend a week at my grandparents, we’d fish constantly. The fish didn’t bite well in the summer heat, but after sundown, they became very active. After supper, we’d head down to the river with a lantern and our […]

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The Old Man and His ‘Special Bait’ (Fishing on the Yellow River Part 1)

My grandparent’s house in Porterdale, GA was walking distance from the Yellow River. This river was a fishing paradise for a young boy. It’s where my grandfather, Pappy, taught me how to fish. His famous line was, “Come on, Eddie. I’m gonna learn you how to fish.” Regardless of weather, there was always a good […]

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