Memorable Pics That Take You Back in Time

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Ran across this wrinkle ole' pic of my Dad. I'm instantly transported back in time like it was happening. Vividly remembering the details; we were fishing in a light, intermittent rain shower catching 1-2lb bass in open water on a fluke.

That striper topwater strike sounded like someone throwing a cement block in the lake. Instantly Dads light tackle spinning reel starts singing the drag. With rod doubled over I asked hey boy' whatcha got? The look on his face is priceless, I'll never forget it. He still has the exciting big eye' look in the picture.


Our last fishing trip was a couple hours in a rain sprinkle on the same lake catching bass like there was no tomorrow.

Got a pic of grilled venison for supper and the hanging/swinging targets in the background.
 

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I'll Play

Here is a picture of my son and I on the trap line. He was about 12 at the time. Took him a while to grow. That's me next to him on the line.

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With my dad and little brudder in '77.

I miss them.


Rusty ya'll look like a bunch of good ol' boys I would see in the Branding Iron Bar across from the stockyards in Ft Smith! I thought ya'll were yankees and england bred John Bull's! (I expected top hats and tails from Saville Row).. Where did you steal those John Deere hats?
 
A couple of seasonally appropriate photos from a simpler time. Mine taken in 1954, my better half's in 1956. No, we didn't know one another and, yes, that is a stuffed deer in mine.
 

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I remember it like it was yesterday!

My mom snapped this photo of me and my dad. We were on our way to go fishing, I was nine, and we lived in SE Alaska at the time. Dad's rifle was a Savage 99F in .308 Win., the first high powered rifle I ever shot. I caught a great big cutthroat trout (my first trout!) on a Les Davis Bolo spinner.
 

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My dad (standing) and his brother (my uncle) around November 1972. My uncle was born with what we believe to have been Cerebral Palsy. (In his childhood days there was no diagnosis and it just wasn't important.) My uncle became wheel chair bound after falling and breaking his hip when I was very young. Every day - all day, he would set in front of the big window of the living room and watch traffic and people go by. He loved to wave at the local kids everyday as they walked home from school and they would wave and yell hello to him. Everyone of those locals treated him like he was the most important guy in the neighborhood, it brings tears to my eyes just thinking about how well those neighborhood kids treated him.
My uncle was an amazing individual who never seemed to have a bad thought in his life. He never complained about the challenges that had been given him. He had a wicked sense of humor and a memory that was just phenomenal. He would bring up events and people, out of the blue, that had occurred while he and dad were little kids and it would take my dad quite awhile to remember the event, but my uncle remembered it like it was yesterday.
I grew up helping to take care of my uncle and it helped me to develop a sense of responsibility and more importantly a sense of empathy. I believe that is what led me into the Law Enforcement field where I truly believed I would be able to continue to help people.
 

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