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Subject: Fish Stories
Date: Thu, 23 Jun 2005 08:03:59 -0400

This is not only a fish story, but has genealogy and "Geechee" in it as well.

I think that it was 1959 or so (anyway, I was about 5 years old), and I was finally allowed to spend the night at Mouth of the Creek (where Buck Creek flows into the Savannah River) with my father and his buddies at the old Hunting Lodge there. Anyway, it was about 2:00 am, and all of the men were drinking moonshine and telling fish stories, when a little black boy about 9 or so (he was the son or grandson of Mr. Kittles, who lived out there, and always helped with the fishing, etc.), asked my dad "Tell me, Mistuh Donnie, what's the biggest fish you ever cotched?" You could see the gleam in my dad's eyes when he told the boy, "Son, I caught a fish one time that was so big, that it was swimming up the Savannah River, drinking it dry, and shaking the dust with its tail!" The boy got kind of wide-eyed, then said "Yassuh, that's a mighty big fish, but you know something, my granny's got a skillet that can cook two of them!" My dad had some (expletives deleted) words to !
say, and chased that fellow through the swamp, while everyone else just roared! I don't think he ever lived it down with his friends. By the way, some of you may be kin or remember some of my dad's "fishing" (equate "drinking") buddies: Randolph Wells, Bud Brown, Jack Bragg, Dolphus Brant, Fred Jenkins, Edward "Red" Mock, Bill Evans, and Jim Paul Mock. Now that was a crew! Please keep in touch. Happy hunting!

Scottie

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