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Chutz
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   Posted 5/7/2010 10:44 PM (GMT -7)   
When we were kids age was a very strange thing. Someone who was over 21 was like amazing, unless it was our parents or immediate relatives. And if someone was over 50 they were ancient! Most of us had relatives or special family friends who were older and we remember them fondly. Who was the oldest relative/friend you remember as a child? What do you remember about them?

I think for me it would me my grandmother on my dad's side. I'm not sure how old she was when I was a kid but probably nearing 60. She was a tiny lady and very polite. She and I got on so well and I loved her dearly. I would spend a week or two with her in the summer once I reached my teens....she lived about 400 miles away. As much as she was a lady we went fishing most every day. She lived in a tiny cabin of a house on a lake. We'd go down to the dock and catch sunfish, perch and a few other things. Then back home to clean them and cook them up for supper. They tasted better than any steak dinner since Grandma and I caught them together. I could go on and on but that's enough...

Who do you remember as an elderly friend or relative when you were a child?
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   Posted 5/8/2010 6:45 AM (GMT -7)   
When I was around 12 or so, a dear friend of my mother's took me camping for a week. Her name was Adele, and she must have been in her 60's when we went.

Adele was an amazing lady. She lived on her own, had more energy than most teenagers and was genuinely fun to be around. Our camping trip consisted of the two of us, her brother Hugh, his wife and their son Hughie (who was 14 and a total cutie!) and a friend of hers named Ray Bernier and his son Kevin (who was 13, and also a cutie!).

I spent a week having the best time of my life!!! We hiked and fished and went horseback riding....all stuff that Adele loved to do, but no one except me in our family liked. My dad would never take his girls out fishing....so this was all new to me. I was given grown up chores to do, and was treated as a young adult and not a child.

When I look back at this 35 years later, the memories are just as clear as being there. Adele never struck me as being "old" despite her age. In fact, seeing Hughie's parents in this outdoor environment helped me see that they weren't as old as I thought either. Being outdoors and camping and having fun seemed to bring us all together in the same space, so no one's age seemed different - we were all goofy kids having a great time!

I hope everyone has great memories like this and Chutz...thanks for such a great topic!!

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   Posted 5/8/2010 9:05 AM (GMT -7)   
Mr. Luxford was this old retired railroad enginer who lived a couple houses down the lake from the lake house my parents bought back in the early 60's. He was an outdoorsman who hunted and fished the old fashion way! He always wore those old blue and white overalls and hat that railroad guys wore. Since my Dad didn't do either of these things I realy didn't have anyone to teach me untill I met up w/ Mr. Luxford. With my parents permission, he would take me out in his old wooden row boat and row me around the lake teaching me how to flyfish for bass, bluegills, crappies and pickerel! I was in heaven when he would come down to the house early Sat. morning to get me while the rest of my family slept and say "this is when the fish bite best, we need to get out there!" I guess I was 10 or 11 or somewhere near that age. He would take me to the Big Flat brook trout fishing and show me how to read the water and figure out where the trout were hiding waiting for rtheir next meal to drift passed. I owe a lot to that old guy. I wish I had spent more time with him than I did when I got to be a teenager but there were girls and sports and so many other things that kept me away from the lake back then. I heard he died I guess it was my junior year of high school and it broke my heart that I would never see or get to fish w/ him again. We went to his funeral and I cried as I put some flies I tied into his suit pocket. Thank you Mr. L. for all the time you spent w/ me and taught me!! I'm paying it forward for you Sir!!!!!

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   Posted 5/8/2010 11:26 AM (GMT -7)   
Pete,

That is the most wonderful memory! I think the flies you put in his pocket were perfect. Your memories are so precious and I want to thank you for sharing them. about the time you spent with him...it was perfect. We often regret time not spent but please don't. You did what you thought important at the time. And at that time being a teenager was your 'norm'. I'll bet Mr. Luxford got a kick out of you and your girl adventures...lol


Pam,

Adele sounds like she was a wondrous woman! It's a shame that many parents don't take their girls fishing or let them help change the oil in the truck. I'm lucky that my dad wasn't like that. But when I grew up there was a definite divide. It was the status quo at the time. But luckily Adele saw what you needed and fulfilled your hearts' desires.

Anyone else have memories to share?
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   Posted 5/8/2010 12:03 PM (GMT -7)   
My Mother's best friend when I was a boy , a lady named Carol now passed on , was married to a man named Charlie .Charlie had had a nervous breakdown rescently and was recovering and like to fish .My Mom asked me if I would like to go fihing with Charlie , I was about 10 or 11 and I said yes . This began all too brief relationship where Charlie taught me how to fish and bait a hook and a lot about what just being with someone can do for someone .Charlie was doing much better when he died from a heart attack 3 months later .I declined to go to his funeral as a boy I didn't understand all of it .I never got to say goodbye or thanks to Charlie , so here's to you Charlie my friend , thank you .

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   Posted 5/8/2010 8:18 PM (GMT -7)   
Thanks for stiring up the old memories Chutz!! That was a special time in my life when everything was new and exciting! Anytime I'm in a place where I see kids fishing either on a stream up north or a boat dock down here I always stop to talk and try to help them out if I can.
I have a wonderful memory of such a time. We used to take my boys up to the mountains near the Georgia, N. Carolina, Tenn. bordars every spring when they were growing up to enjoy the big hardwood forests and go trout fishing. We would stay in the same cabin in a state park every year. There was a lake there which was heavily stocked w/ trout each spring but they were not always easy to catch espesially if you didn't know much about their habits. No brag but I always caught them and it was almost too easy for me after I'd figure out what they wanted. So I'd set up my boys and let them pull them in on flys I would tye special for that lake! One time there were a lot of people fishing and hardly anyone was catching anything except us. There were all kinds of fisherman guys dressed up in their Orvis cloths and using the finest fishing rods & reels you could buy. Some of these guys had kids w/ them that looked just like them only in miniature! I would have gladly helped them out if they had asked me how I was catching so many but I guess they were too proud to ask someone who wasn't dressed as "cool" as they were! There were two little boys fishing w/ their little sister who had gotten pushed out of the best spots by these jerky guys and were fishing under a stone walk bridge where there were no fish. I walked over and asked one little boy how they were biting? He said not to good "Sir" so I asked him if it would be OK if I helped him and his siblings to catch some over by my two boys who were still reeling them in one after another and letting them go which was just infuriating these jerky dudes w/ special fisherman patches all over their official masterfisherman jackets and hats!
I walked these cute little kids over to my two boys who offered up their fishing rods to them. After about 15~20 minutes all three kids had their limits of trout which they brought back to the cabin on a stringer I had loan them where they were staying. about 5 minutes later a big husky bearded guy came walking down to the lake with the stringer in his hand asking who was helping his kids to catch all those trout! Everyone including the Joe fisherman dudes looked at me as I waved the guy over. I though he was mad at first but this guy was so thankful his voice was kinda breaking up as he spoke. He said that they had been trying to catch a fish for the last two days and couldn't even get a bite with the stuff (bait & lures) the guy at the general store down the road had sold him and when he saw his kids walk in the house with a stringer of 15 trout he almost had a heart attack! I told him that watching his kids reeling in those fish was the best thing that happened to me on my whole vacation! The smiles on their faces said it all and just maybe I had helped to start those kids on a life of loving fishing as much as I do! We sat and talked and watched the real fishing dudes flog the lake w/ everything except the kitchen sink w/o even a strike!
Well we ended up making good friends with those people after a big trout dinner that night. As for those dudes fishing down at the lake w/ no luck at all, as hard as they tried to see what was on the ends of our lines which we were catching all the trout on, it was impossible! I had a 2 lb. test leader running behind a small spinner lure w/ a size #28 midge fly on the end. If you don't know how small a size #28 hook is, it's about the size of a sessame seed! There was no way they could see it! That was a GREAT day!!!

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   Posted 5/9/2010 7:31 AM (GMT -7)   
What a nice thought for the morning!

I love all of the stories and I absolutely LOVED my maternal grandmother. She was my hero, brave and strong and the epitome of a Southern Lady! I was with her when she died at 92 a few years ago and (although I would NEVER want to go through that again), she gave me something I could never have understood before. She gave me peace with death. Now I'm tearing up because she was so beautiful and wonderful and I loved her so, but it was her time. She is the only person I know who looked almost radient in the casket. I believe it was because she was resting with her Lord.
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