TALES FROM THE TUPPERWARE NAVY

Welcome back Yak fans. This month, I’d like to share something that I believe sums up who we are. In place of father, yours might may say, brother. uncle, neighbor, or even your Mom. In my case, it was my grandfather.  I hope this touches you as it did me!

Dale Butler, my grandfather, was a man who had worn many hats. He was a lineman, who first brought phone service to rural Indiana in the 20’s, a barber, a salesman, and on December 7th 1941, a John Deere dealer. But I remember him most as the guy, who in the late 50’s and 60’s, on the East coast of Florida, would take a kid fishing, and that kid was me.

A champion snook fisherman, who when the tides were right,  would wake me with a, “Lets go!”, at 3am, and I was always ready.

I hope this story makes you take a minute to remember that person, who shared their love of fishing with you, and remember to be that person for someone else!!

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Till next month Bruce