tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13318205.post114634829636069793..comments2007-04-14T14:11:22.159-04:00Capt. Dickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13023694822706816669noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13318205.post-1146676533588713502006-05-03T13:15:00.000-04:002006-05-03T13:15:00.000-04:00Bass fishing has been in my family for as long as I can remember. My dad made his own flies and lures. They were the best around. I can remember going and getting in his tackle box and getting out his scented fishes that he used to fish with and play with them. They all had different scents to them also. When I was about 5 yrs old my daddy took me fishing and I out fished him. Mine may have been smaller but I had more... I believe that made my dad happy and sad all at the same time. Happy that his baby girl could fish and sad because I had more than him. I love my dad and he loves to fish.. Any guess who this wonderful man is well.... he is The one and only " Happy Fisherman" or also known as Capt "Marvel"... <BR/>I love you dad.Richee Loupenoreply@blogger.com