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Old 05-23-2005, 05:03 PM   #17
Uncle Matt
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My dad was a suit wearing bank executive who only went fishing with me because it was something I enjoyed doing. He passed away suddenly in 1987. The fondest fishing memory I have with my father was freshwater fishing here in town and him catching a small bass. He was using one of my spinning combos and I remember him holding the rod upside down and reeling it in backwards. The thought still brings a smile to my face.

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