I used to take pros fishing here prior to tournaments. Point them in the right direction, show them some spots, etc. Until the last one.

This guy was early 30's just like me and had a wife at home in Illinois, who was working nights for the phone company and they'd just had a baby. Like two weeks old. He had quit a job with UPS to go on the walleye trail. I had a two month old at home at the time, our first as well. He wondered how it was going and I told him. He was very concerned that he'd planned to take wife and baby with him to the tournament in Fort Peck in August, and was worried that it would be too hot and he might have to buy an A/C unit to take with him for that week. He had a new Lund and was hoping to sell it at the end of the season and if he broke even for the year, and didn't lose money, then he felt like that would be a success. It was all I could do not to wrap the anchor rope around his leg and push him overboard.


"Miss Jean Louise, stand up. Your father's passin.'"