Bittersweet moment: dividing up my pa's incredible tackle box, what Jim described as the most well-appointed he had ever seen, to which I replied, "should be since it was his chief passion for almost 90 years." There were many antique lures within including one stamped "France."
|Somewhere in western Washington|
|Campfire, Gila National Forest, New Mexico|
|That's me, holding the big catfish. That's our pop-up camper from that era.|
|Dad with his youngest son, Thomas, on a trip they took to Mississippi (the rest of us were in school)|
|Last time on the Missouri River, in Jeff's boat|