I've written several posts about the days of me and dad fishing, like this one where he hooked me in the ear, but the other night I remembered a video that I put together of one of our trips back in 2003. It's been on a DVD in a case at my house for the past 17-years. I dug it out last night and uploaded it to my Vimeo page. It sure does bring back some great memories. I love seeing my dad before he got sick from cancer. I miss him so much.
Hi, I'm Tug, it's not my real name, but a name that was given to me by one of my older cousins when I was just a kid. I'll be posting some stories of how things were when I was growing up. I'm doing this in hopes that someday my kids and my grandkids will be able to go back and read about what it was like growing up being just a poor East, TN boy.
If you don't like what you read on this blog, then by all means go somewhere else. Life's too short to waste energy on something that's not worth your while. If you do like what you read, feel free to leave a comment and let me know. Also feel free to share your own stories.
With that being said, let the posting begin...
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