The politics of the day are the craziest I have ever seen in my life. The liberal media especially CNN is on a total war path against President Trump. I have never seen a news organization display such hate against one man. They lost the election but refuse to believe it. Personally I would like to see a decent Healthcare plan come about. It’s time to change the way the IRS operates and the big one, more jobs for a robust economy. Great that Trump is changing the way the EPA shoves it down your throat and makes it next to impossible to start a business or for that matter operate one. I’m sure the Russians interfered in our election process but let’s get with the real issues and make America great again. It will all come out in the wash.
I am sliding back into the comfort zone of being home in Illinois. Did a lot of fishing in Florida and it was great. Thanks to my neighbor Dave Dooley who guided me through all the things you need to know when you become a salt water fisherman. It is definitely not like fishing in fresh water. Uncle Bob’s farm pond. I still am hooked on crappies and as they say down south brim (bluegills.) That was the first fish I ever caught when I was 6 years old and still love them today. A lot like your first girlfriend it never leaves you as long as you live.
Ken Hackney my video guy and I are diving into a big project this summer. In September Channel 47 will be hosting a 15 hour special on the Vietnam War by Ken Burns. We will be taping local area Vietnam Vets who would like to tell their story on our show. They don’t have to be all combat vets but a story about their time during that conflict. They can be light hearted or can be about combat. It will air this summer before the Ken Burns program starts. I am looking forward to meeting all of you who have a story; you can reach me at firstname.lastname@example.org or call me at 309-360-0487.
If you are a little apprehensive I can understand that very well. We have ten veteran shows now but need at least ten more to put this together. We can come to your home or mine. It is time to tell your story that has been kept quiet for so long.
Now another Rednose Memory about a time long ago but never forgotten. As I have said many times Pinochle was the club’s game when they gave the ducks a break. That game for some reason was as much fun as shooting ducks. The usual players were Paul the Dutchman, Bill Friedman, Uncle Lee Canterbury, Dr. John Canterbury, Phil Galloway and Fred Ellis. It was in the middle of the season and it was getting cold. We had an old Round Oak wood burner that would get cherry red from stoking it with dried split white oak. We all sat at a round table to play pinochle games that saved so many ducks lives. Of course the drink of choice was either Schlitz Beer or Bourbon Supreme Whiskey.
The gang thought this game was the greatest game ever invented. I tried for years to see if I could get the hang of it but it didn’t work out. So I would just watch and in all honesty never quite figured it out. They had all kinds of words they would use like tricks, meld, bid trump, taker and others which I had no idea what it meant. It looked too complicated for a kid to learn.
Instead of saving ducks lives I wanted to take them. On this day Phil saw thousands of ducks lying on the west side of Big Lake and decided to try his luck not far from the cabin. Phil took a couple boxes of shells his Remington 1100 and went down to the lake. As I heard he had a great shoot all by himself. I hunted there before and when the wind was right the ducks were thick.
He was there for quite a while having a ball. Phil got into a spring hole and went down to his chest. He couldn’t get out and there was no one around. Being from that greatest generation and in the Army he knew if you fired 3 shots one after the other was a sign of distress. The guys up at the Pinochle game were laughing and having a great time. Paul said Phil is really getting into them. Fred who was cooking up some chow said he sure is shooting a lot said that’s not right. Phil went through those two boxes of shells and had now run out. Fred decided to check on Phil because three shots, one after another meant trouble.
He went down and found Phil almost to his neck in the spring hole. Of course they have been enjoying a few drinks all day and getting Phil out of there was a big ordeal. They finally found enough brush to lay on the spring hole and got him out. That was the last time anyone went out by themselves and especially Phil. It became a strict rule after that event. Phil was the president of the P&PU railroad retired, then moved to Northern Wisconsin ran a motel and died a happy man. He was another great guy who loved that old club as much as anyone there.
Norm Kelly of Peoria a dear friend of mine and Peoria’s true historian has been taking it a little slower these days than he used to. He has written 100’s of stories about Peoria’s past and I feel privileged to know this man for the last ten or so years. He’s not one to blow his horn about what he has done but I will when I can. He now is in his 80’s and has accomplished more to the good of man than most. I feel like he is a brother, a dad and a friend. He is what a true Peorian is all about. We’ll be doing to be doing an article on Norm soon. He was on the radio with me for years and has done some ASO TV with me too. There is a picture of him and a little neighbor girl talking to each other and it says it all.
Remember our veterans. Have a safe & great fishing season… remember to send us photos!
Keep your worm wet & powder dry.