The old man holds my hand in a frosty grip. But his weak, raspy voice and eyes warmly thank me for being his friend for almost 50 years. Staring past his fish tank and sagging shelves of sporting books through a window and into the far distance, he silently raises his...
I’m 10 years old and lying on the grass in the backyard of my grandfather’s rambling South Carolina farmhouse some 65 years ago. I’m staring straight up. The sun has just set, and the late fall sky is an imagination-inspiring, vibrant palette: bright yellow-orange in...
Sit in it and my knees begin to hurt, my back starts aching, my shoes get soaked. Then, this green time machine pulls me into the past, and slowly the pains fade.
Some 480 million years ago, plate tectonics waltzed the lapetus oceanic plate into what is today’s United States to form part of the supercontinent, Pangaea. For a hundred million years afterward, the Central Pangean Mountains lifted skyward, as high as the Alps....
Today, as a percentage of its existing population, South Carolina is one of the most moved-to states in the union. There are many reasons: mild weather, friendly southern hospitality, job opportunities and its location on the Atlantic Coast. But one reason may...
I’m not a superstitious man. I’m not afraid of ghosts. It’s just a skull I tell myself, but contemplate my pale, frail host. Author’s Note: While it appeared in the fall 2020 Guns & Hunting issue of Sporting Classics magazine, I wrote this little...
B.A.S.S. Founder Ray Scott, The Father of Modern Bass Fishing, Has Died Sadly, I learned of the passing of my friend, Ray Scott. Like everyone else, for years I’d seen his “showmanship side” on TV. But it wasn’t until the mid 1990s, after I attended a Bassmasters...
Dispatch 16, June 21, 2019 The night in Glendive, and the cold medicine have me feeling much better this morning. We eat breakfast in the hotel, load everything in the car, and jump in… only to drive across the road. Sitting on a corner within rock-throwing...
December 17th, 2018 Mrs. William Crawford Grant 102 Gold Street, Cloud City, Heaven Dear Grandmother, I apologize. Yes, I know you said never hunt or fish on Sundays. Yes, ma’am you raised me better than that. But I was thinking that you might make an exception just...