fishin' with dad or grandpa?

[Lonnie]

I guess I am the lucky one. I was raised by my granpa from the time I was 6 and he was 69. He was a fishing fool, we were raised on a dairy farm, and as soon as the cows were milked we headed for joes valley/seeley creek/ Huntington canyon/ Cleveland or millers flat, on any day I didn't have a little league game. We had an old station wagon which the back was always made up as abed. We would fish until after dark (mostly fly fishing) Then my younger brother and I would go sleep in the station wagon, and my grand dad would fish til well after dark. The destruction of the Huntington river drainage has been tough on me for this reason. Lots of memory's destroyed with that fire.
I spent most summer days waking up in the back of the station wagon.
I have tried to pass on that same love of hunting and fishing to my 5 kids. And now with my grandkids.
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