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Just like a hundred other guys I met Tim Coleman on an October Night at Watch Hill Light.He and I were the only 2 guys fishing that night.We were casting at the point and I landed a fish that went 28lbs and I decided to keep it.
I dragged it up to the wall and Tim followed me up.He complimented me on taking a nice fish on a slow night.He then looked at me and said "May I ask a favor"? I said sure,what can I do for you.....He then turned on his light and lit up his face,and he had the treble and a 7" Rebel hanging from under his chin.He asked if I minded cutting the hook and removing it for him.I said no,I don't mind.I took my Manley's and snipped the hook and backed it out.He was really relieved,more than I would have thought and could not thank me enough.I did not think it was a big deal....
We continued to talk and as we did you could see the area under his starting to swell.We both decided to walk out and Tim went to the emergency room to get a tetnous shot.
From that night on,every time I would see Tim Coleman he would never not say hello to me.Thats my Tim Coleman story.I will miss him.....
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