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I don't know what I am doing, but that has never stopped me before.

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I have fished four days in a row and have very little to show for the time spent on the water. Plane and simple it is just too hot, not only for me but for the fish too. Well, I don’t know about the fish, but for me it is just too hot. Yesterday I was on the water at 6:05 AM trying to beat the heat. There was some cloud cover but no breeze, so they off set one another…hot. I don’t know what the temp was, but by 10:30 I had enough…it was hot.

It is Thursday afternoon and I haven’t gone fishing today. The thermometer in my back yard reads 102 degress…hot. I don’t feel like working on tackle either, now that is pitiful. I did make a 135 mile road trip Sunday afternoon to Academy Sports in August, GA to buy a new seat for my boat and some fishing tackle. When you aren’t catching fish you must be chucking the wrong thing so go buy something else and plenty of it. I’ve heard so much about the Alabama Rig that I thought I should own four of them and all the jig heads and flutes you need to go with them. So far my success story with them will never make a fishing magazine; one small crappie and a three-pound mudcat…to hot I guess. I haven’t given up hope on my purchase, just gonna let it cool down to the low 90’s before I try again.

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There are days that come in a man’s life that cause him to well up with tears. Of course the birth of his children are the most important days in a man’s life, but to see your children walk across the stage to receive their college diploma is another one of those days. I do not have a college education myself so to see my children earn theirs is so sweet and rewarding to me. I am a very blessed man to have seen my first daughter receive her diploma from UNC at Charlotte and my son making the walk to receive his diploma from Limestone College and now…It’s Hannah’s turn. Friday, Hannah will be receiving her diploma from the University of South Carolina in Columbia. How cool is that?

Hannah called me her first night in the dorm wanting me to come get her. The first day wasn’t complete and she was ready to come home. I assured her that 2000 other girls were having the very same conversation with their dads too. It seems like just last night we were having that conversation. Her needing to talk to me as much may fade as time goes by and that is alright to cause it is time for her to chase her dreams and build her life. I have prepared myself for this day for 21 years and now it is just around the corner. Let’s hope I don’t embarrass my little Hannah Pooh…