I dug out some old photos of my Grandfather this afternoon while over at my parents house. I had to draw this one because it was what I remember of him. A true fisherman. A man who retired at 44 to fish full time. There are details of the original photo that I remembered about him. The hat and cigar… buttons missed on his coveralls because he was site fishing from his back porch to the lake – when he saw the fish rising he would run to the lake to catch them on top water – not completely getting dressed, missing buttons, shirts on inside out. The fish was the priority.
This is my grandfather and he is why I fish today.
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[align=center:57up8qvf]TR Dorsey