My dad loved to fish and we followed in his footsteps. When we were young he would come home with a stringer of crappie and leave them in the sink for me and my brother to clean. We would grab the spoons and start scaling and removing the head/innards. We then got our own Zebco 202's and started crappie fishing around the age of 8. We played little league football and a city park that contained a pond. After practice we would fish for bream using can biscuit dough for bait. Dad then bought a 1978 Raycraft bass boat and we really got heavy into crappie fishing. Night fishing with Coleman lanterns tied up to either flooded timber a bridge pilings. My dad used Ambassador bait casters with 17lb test and double minnow rigs. During the spring we would take bamboo cane poles and with some metal clothes hangers and electrical tape would make jigging rods. We would sometimes drift fish for catfish at night but my dad fished for crappie 95% of the time. He fished to put food on the table and I don't think he ever caught a crappie with a jig. I still have his original metal minnow bucket. I bought my first boat when I was 28 and we would go fishing all the time. I evolved into light spinning jig/plastic crappie chaser but my roots came from dad. I miss fishing with him dearly but even as a inner city kid he taught us to enjoy the outdoors. One of his favorite saying was a man will never starve as long as he owns a 22 rifle and pocketful of bullets


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Not many kids around alot of my younger years and hung out with old retired fishermen. Good times out in the woods and water .
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