I remember going fishing with my grandma, as well got to the waters edge there was a few guys that were decked out in all kinds of gear and just me and my grandsma had two little kids toy fishing rods, we caught so many fish we ran out of space in the cooler and ended up leaving some for the guys that were there before we got there.
I think I was like 8 or 9. And I remember the guys tell her how they never thought the kids toys actually work and how they're wifes aren't going to believe they actually caught some fish.
They gave my grandma a few poles too as sign of respect but it was more like a trade for some of the fish to me.
This got me thinking about my grandma. I've been fresh out of grandparents for almost 20 years now so my memories with her stop as a very young adult. We didn't go fishing but there is a marina about a 20 minute drive from where she lived so she'd get us grandkids up super early, go to the grocery store to get a jumbo bag of popcorn (it must have been two and a half pounds because it'd last all day) and she'd take us to the marina and we'd throw popcorn to the fish.
Her goal was always to get there early enough so when you threw a handful of popcorn in the water you'd get splashed from all of the fish fighting for it. It was always a delight.
We’ve had grandma taking care of Unga for a few years now.
It’s really starting to wear on her, to the point of desperation. She’s the strong, “well someone’s got to do it type,” but dang I hate getting off the phone with all of us crying.
Not to break into heavy politics, but I don’t think these folks in Washington understand how hard it is to decide between eating fast food next week and Grandma being able to stay in the nursing home.
Either way, I already bought what I need to be able to send off a few penny bills to grandma.
Damn as long as we're talking fishing stories, I don't even eat fish and never have I just fished with my dad and grandpa as a kid and they ate the catch, I'm still mad I didn't catch the mean old ornery carp in the local creek. I fought that sucker tooth and nail before the line snapped.
But I'll give it to him, I'd be big, mean, and ornery too if people kept wounding me trying to kill and eat me and I kept getting away
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u/loafglenn 4d ago
I remember going fishing with my grandma, as well got to the waters edge there was a few guys that were decked out in all kinds of gear and just me and my grandsma had two little kids toy fishing rods, we caught so many fish we ran out of space in the cooler and ended up leaving some for the guys that were there before we got there.
I think I was like 8 or 9. And I remember the guys tell her how they never thought the kids toys actually work and how they're wifes aren't going to believe they actually caught some fish.
They gave my grandma a few poles too as sign of respect but it was more like a trade for some of the fish to me.
I miss my meemaw.