Dave Peros
08-29-2016, 02:21 PM
I'm a little surprised that I am the first to post this, given that Maco's, the bait and tackle shop that #^&#^&#^&#^& and his late wife Dottie ran, was a must visit for many folks fishing the Canal and Buzzards Bay.
I always enjoyed talking with both of them, with Dottie sharing a fluke secret with me: a mummichog, sand eel, and squid sandwich. All three went on the hook, offering a tempting smorgasbord to hungry fluke. I remember when they had the second shop on Green Pond in Falmouth that Dottie carried mummichogs (or chubs as some called them).
Maco's was the last shop on the Canal that regularly carried eelskins, I recall, and the last time I spoke with #^&#^&#^&#^& at the new location I commented on how cool the sitting area was in the front of the shop. #^&#^&#^&#^& then went on and told me about how the old-timers used to get their eels through the ice during the winter and then sit around the old place skinning them in preparation for the upcoming season.
#^&#^&#^&#^& always had great stories like that to tell and he was so generous with his time, something that fishing writers really appreciate since we know that talking with us can be a bit of a pain after working with the fishing public all day.
I have said it way too many times when someone like #^&#^&#^&#^& passes, but I wish I had taken the time to sit with him and write down all his reminisces. It's another opportunity missed and I will surely miss the sight of his truck passing my house with that MACOS license plate providing a sense that all was right with the world.
May you rest in peace, #^&#^&#^&#^&.
I always enjoyed talking with both of them, with Dottie sharing a fluke secret with me: a mummichog, sand eel, and squid sandwich. All three went on the hook, offering a tempting smorgasbord to hungry fluke. I remember when they had the second shop on Green Pond in Falmouth that Dottie carried mummichogs (or chubs as some called them).
Maco's was the last shop on the Canal that regularly carried eelskins, I recall, and the last time I spoke with #^&#^&#^&#^& at the new location I commented on how cool the sitting area was in the front of the shop. #^&#^&#^&#^& then went on and told me about how the old-timers used to get their eels through the ice during the winter and then sit around the old place skinning them in preparation for the upcoming season.
#^&#^&#^&#^& always had great stories like that to tell and he was so generous with his time, something that fishing writers really appreciate since we know that talking with us can be a bit of a pain after working with the fishing public all day.
I have said it way too many times when someone like #^&#^&#^&#^& passes, but I wish I had taken the time to sit with him and write down all his reminisces. It's another opportunity missed and I will surely miss the sight of his truck passing my house with that MACOS license plate providing a sense that all was right with the world.
May you rest in peace, #^&#^&#^&#^&.