The Day Momma Killed Corky

The Day Momma Killed Corky

It was an act of violence rougher than anything Hemingway ever wrote about – the blood-curdling screams made me sick to my stomach. But about that time I hooked a monster bluegill… A Southern Tall Tale Excuse me, gents. Jimmy Shakes here, nice to meet ya. I...
Hunting with Babe Ruth

Hunting with Babe Ruth

One word said it all — the greatest baseball player ever, a man who batted big and lived bigger. Babe combined incredible charisma with athletic genius. He hit like a dreadnought, was outspoken, uninhibited, profane, occasionally arrogant to teammates, often unruly...
The Intruder

The Intruder

And then, one day, there he was — a guy was standing by MY lake, and what the…he had a fly rod in his hand!  It wasn’t much as waters go — probably a couple acres at best.  I’d passed by it many times always on the way to somewhere else.  It lay a few hundred yards...
A Fishing Story – Hard Rain, White Noise

A Fishing Story – Hard Rain, White Noise

Hitch knew the boy didn’t know anything about fishing. “Would you like to learn what fishing is all about?” He needed to get the boy headed in the right direction without frightening him. No one realized it, but Hitch Barlow had a very special need to find the lost boy.

Keeping Counsel with a Creek

Keeping Counsel with a Creek

We were transients moving from one epoch in life to another, but the little stream and the woods and fields it drained live larger than one can imagine.

Last Cast On the Dogwater

Last Cast On the Dogwater

Big fish, big fish on the end of his line! Oh Christ, what had I done? I used to see old Artemis Hovle now and then as he slowly tapped his way along East Water Street, his white cane exploring the uneven surface of the brick pavement between the Post Office and...