Greg Knight
Sparky and I got back from our annual fishing trip to the White River. It wasn't the same without you. I kept up the tradition of catching a rock. We did manage to limit out each day but it wasn't easy because of the wind. If anything went wrong,we blamed it on you of coarse. Bub you are going to be missed but we had so many great times and fishing trips together that you will never be out of my thoughts.
Just Greg