We went to Destin for a short family vacation August 2-6, 2012. My oldest nephew, Dakota, wanted us to go as the entire Wilson family had never all been on a vacation together. It just so happened the previous week, that my brother-in-law (my wife’s sister’s husband, Bob) had discovered a cannot turn down deal on a 2006 Sea Fox 2360 Center Console boat. Bob and I, along with my wife’s cousin Ken, went in together to purchase this boat. Since my trip was already planned, I got to take the boat on its maiden voyage. Lucky me!
First fishing trip out includes my dad and my other brother-in-law (my sister Shawna’s husband, Mark). I had purchased some GPS fishing coordinates at the Half-Hitch Tackle Store in Destin and was heading to a promising location some 17-miles east of the Destin Jetties. In route, we stumble upon some Kingfish busting baitfish. Mark and I catch 6 Kings and several Remoras. Dad does not fish the entire time. I find out later he has an upset stomach. I think he talked himself into being sea sick before we ever left the inlet. Anyhow, I record the Kingfish feeding location coordinates in our GPS and we proceed on to one of the purchased fishing coordinates. The coordinate I bought turns out to be a dud. We try several other nearby locations and catch nothing. Coming back in, we stop on the Kingfish busting hole where we catch a few more, including Mark getting broken off by something BIG. By now, the seas are getting rough so we hightail it back to Jetties East. I currently have no pictures of this day as I left my camera phone battery in my truck at the boat ramp. I think Dad managed to snap a few and I will try to get them later. All fish from the first day are released unharmed.
On the next day's fishing, we simply load the boat on the busting hole discovered from the previous day. After a slow start, we catch Kingfish after King. My son is with me and all three of my deceased sister Tina’s boys are with me. Kings are fun but not very good to eat. Fortunately, my youngest nephew on board (Kreigh) catches a puppy Mahi Mahi. Next, my middle nephew (Trey) catches a Mahi and I can see them everywhere in the water. Mahi are one of the prettiest fishes in the ocean. They remind me of pineapples with fins. It’s the color of the Mahi mostly; green, blue and yellow. Okay, I’m tasting the Mahi sandwiches when a whole school of Flippers (Porpoises) come through and eat or chase off all of the Mahi.
By now, I’m tired of trolling and decide to graph around looking for some bottom structure. All the purchased coordinates have gotten wet, so I no longer have them. Not that they were worth much since we caught zero fish from the purchased coordinates on the first day. Anyhow, we discover something that looks good on the bottom with fish all around. So, I tell my charges that we are fixin’ to catch a fish on every cast. Well technically, it is a drop as we are now bottom fishing. And let me tell you, “It is on like DONKEY KONG!” That’s an expression I heard someone else say one time and it sounds cool, so I have adopted it. My oldest nephew, Dakota, starts the fun off with a nice Red Snapper. We literally catch some kind of fish on every drop. Red Snapper (out of season so we cannot keep them), Vermillion Snapper and all kinds of other snapper for which I cannot remember the name. We have a DNR book along so we can identify what fish we can and cannot keep, as the Florida regulations are well, just plain ridiculous and downright confusing. We catch Trigger fish, Squirrel fish, and I ain’t got a clue fish. “One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish,” by Dr. Seuss. Anyhow, I think you are getting my drift, it was a great day. By the way, to this point in our trip, I have caught nothing as I wanted my son and nephews to experience this kind of fishing. However, after feeling the jerk on the end of the line of the one that I am now holding, I can no longer stand it. So, I rig up my brand-new Dixie Custom Rods Ocean special fishing rod with a live Cigar Minnow and let the minnow free line itself out into the deep blue sea. Once the minnow is sufficiently out, I close the bail on the Penn spinning reel affixed to the new rod. While every drop is still producing some kind of bottom fish, we all forget the free line drifting the live Cigar Minnow at the back of the boat. But not for long! Pandemonium breaks loose as something slams the custom rod into the side of the boat. Already having instructed all aboard that I had been very magnanimous all day and anything which got on the live Cigar minnow was mine, I grabbed the rod. Plus, all of them had been broken off multiple times by big fish during the day, due to lack of fishing experience. I realized their chance of landing most fish likely to bite this set up, would be slim-to-none. Besides that, I just wanted to show off. I’m tempted to leave it at what a fight, because words will not do it justice, but I won’t. I have caught bigger fish, I have even caught a bigger fish of this particular species but in the back of my mind I was sensing something special about this trip. I thought that it was having my son and my three nephews aboard, knowing they had all had an eventful day. Perhaps it was a reward for being patient or was it something else. I only realize now, at my writing of this post, even at this very moment in time that it is something more. It is a gift!
It has been nearly 12 years since my sister passed away and I have never until the moment of this writing been able to properly grieve for her. I thought this writing was simply to be another post to one of my favorite fishing sites. It was not my intent to even think of my sister at this writing. It’s funny, strange even, what moments in time make us recall loved ones who have crossed over. I have tried to no avail to put my sister’s passing out of my mind. The only reason I can remember how long it’s been since her death is because my son is almost 11 years old and he was born the same year she died. My sister never even knew he would be born. I’m certain my sister would have loved my son. She would have loved to be part of this day, surrounded by her boys, and in a way she was.
I guess like most grieving people, I feel that I did not show my love for her enough or tell her how special she was. Even though I love my family, there has always been a self-imposed separation between my deep feelings for my family and myself. As always, it’s out of fear of being hurt. I could use a hundred more clichés, but I won’t.
Three things remain for me to complete the grieving process for my sister.
1.) I LOVE YOU TINA!
2.) Thank you, for the unexpected gift.
3.) Publicly grieving by allowing this article to be printed 6 years and 3 months after I originally wrote it.
“Here you go.” Timmy lays his red and green house shoe down on his bed in front of Tripp.
“This will be a comfortable bed for you.” He pushes down inside it with his finger. “See? It has a thick foam insole.”
Tripp looks up to Timmy and raises an eyebrow. “You want me to sleep in your stinky house shoe?”
“It’s not stinky!” Timmy protests. “My Mamaw gave them to me last year and I only wore them when she was here.”
Tripp pulls glitter out of his pocket and sprinkles it inside the house shoe. “Just in case.”
“Very funny. Now hop in the shoe please.”
Year One, Week Forty-Eight
It was forty years ago this very month that I received a Christmas gift that I would even now not trade for thousands of dollars.
I’m not even sure how it came about, but somehow my mother began saving S & H green stamps. At some point Hensley’s IGA must have issued them, for I don’t remember my mother ever shopping anywhere else. Perhaps she had my sister Anna Mae, my brother Jerry, or Cousin Lizzie Norton get them for her, as they lived and shopped in Knoxville.
Chiropractic’s integration into professional sports medical teams has resulted in the creation of the Professional Baseball Chiropractic Society (PBCS). The first annual PBCS workshop was held in March 2015. Many of the team chiropractors in Major League Baseball were in attendance as well as a few from Minor League Baseball. This first seminar even included a surprise visit from former MLB manager Joe Torre, who took some time to address those in attendance on how beneficial chiropractic was not only to him, but also to the players on the teams he managed.
Can you parallel park? I did once, only once. I quit while I was ahead. It is hard to do. I need a forty acre field on a good day. How I ever got through life without bumping fenders trying to park, I'll never know. Yes, I do. I always looked for a diagonal parking space or a parking garage where the attendant parked my car.
A lot of folks had their first taste of snow recently, and since snow is more welcome during the Christmas season, I decided to use it as this week’s topic. Trouble is I’ve written several articles about snow in the past, so I had to dig harder to find something fresh to write about. I did find something surprising, that I’d have to classify as weird science. It involves something called heavy water, so prepare to go sub-atomic.
My favorite kind of chocolate to work with is cocoa. However, that doesn't work for making dipping chocolate. At least I don't know how to do that. I have several candy recipes I make every Christmas, but Anne's favorite is my Chocolate Bon Bons.
I came across this candy recipe a few years ago. It certainly didn't look like a candy recipe. What candy lists flour among its ingredients? This is the only one I know of.
The Tennessee North Rural Planning Organization (RPO) meets on Thursday the 13th of December to prioritize TDOT funded road projects in the RPOs seven county region. Union County does not have any TDOT projects under construction, although the SR-33 project from the Knox County Line to South of SR-144 was recently moved to the Construction Phase.
What a wonderful time of the year! Celebrating Christmas and the New Year with family and friends, good food, memories of Christmas’ past and creating new memories. The New Year is a time for making resolutions and planning for changes we would like to experience in our lives in the coming year. With only four weeks remaining in 2018, we are running out of opportunities to take advantage of tax planning.
Most of us probably do not even recognize the name of Arthur Ernest Morgan; yet for those of us living in the the rural communities of the Tennessee Valley, Morgan should be remembered every time we switch on our lights or plug in our computers. Arthur Morgan was the first Director of the Tennessee Valley Authority, but he was much more than just a political appointee or bureaucratic figurehead. Morgan, a civil engineer, was an expert in water flow and water control. He was a hands on director who busied himself with the most intimate parts of the TVA: the inner workings of the dams and the communities they served. As an engineer, he designed the dams, made the earth move, mined the rock, and poured the concrete. As a visionary, he designed communities with energy efficient housing and environmental consideration. As an educator, Morgan saw the need to teach the people to use better farming practices and to train people to use electricity to make their daily chores easier.
Fellowship Christian Church located at 746 Tazewell Pike Luttrell TN 37779 will pickup anyone in the local area needing a ride to church. Call Sam at 865-607-3741 to schedule a ride.
Sunday School 10:00 AM
Sunday Worship Service 11:00 A.M
Sunday Evening Service 6:30 P.M
Wednesday Service 7:00 P.M
Union County Election Commission meets on the 2nd Thursday of each month at 2:30pm in room 101 of the Union County Courthouse to conduct election business which comes before the commission pursuant to its duties listed in, but not limited to TCA $2-12-116, and to conduct any other business that may come before the election commission at that time. Union County Election Commission, 901 Main Street, Suite 108, Maynardville, TN 37807, (865) 992-3471 http://www.electionsunioncountytn.com
Tony Lynn Brogdon, Sr. “Pap”-age 58 of Knoxville passed away Monday, December 17, 2018 surrounded by members of his close family. He was a member of Stonewall Baptist Church. Tony was a dump truck driver but worked with skills second to none.
He is survived by his five children, Tony Brogdon, Jr., William Brogdon, Brandy Brogdon, Sheridan Brogdon and wife, Janet; Dixie Hopson and husband, Josh. He had many grandkids and siblings who loved him dearly and he will be missed. In lieu of flowers, the family ask for donations to be made toward Pap’s funeral service in his name.
Martha E. Berkley, age 92 of Knoxville passed away December 16, 2018. She was a member of Washington Pike Baptist Church. Martha retired from Knox County Circuit Court. She was a strong Christian woman, a devoted mother, and a loving wife. Preceded in death by William G. Berkley; parents Herman E. and Cassie Turner; brother H. Eugene Turner Jr.; granddaughter Jill Berry. Survived by daughter, Sharon B. Kirkland and husband Garrett; sons, Tobe Cowden and wife Chela, and Mike Berkley; 5 grandchildren; 7 great-grandchildren; 2 great-great-grandchildren.
Goneau Gentry Heath was born August 20, 1921 and went to her heavenly home on December 13, 2018 at the age of 97. Goneau was a longtime member of North Knoxville Baptist Church. She was preceded in death by her father, Cleve Gentry and her mother, Bonnie Stooksbury Gentry; Aunt who raised her, Cora Stooksbury; husband of 51 years, K.C. Heath; Brothers, Ray and Carson Gentry; Sister, Jessie Beeler; Granddaughter, Julie Hourigan; Son-in-law, James "Jim" Bean.
Wanda Faye Henry, age 81, of Corryton joined her husband in heaven on December 12, 2018 at Tennova Powell. Member of Clear Springs Baptist Church. Preceded in death by husband Harvey Henry; parents Luke and Elizabeth Everett; sisters Juanita Boling, Iola Chandler, Lelia Davis; and brother David Everett.
Rev. Gains Harrell Lewis, Sr.-age 86 of Maynardville went to his Heavenly Home Friday morning, December 14, 2018. Harrell, above everything else, loved the Lord Jesus Christ as his Saviour and preached and witnessed so others would do the same. He was saved and was a member of Hubbs Grove Baptist Church and attended Fellowship Christian Church. He had pastored Leatherwood Baptist Church and Head of Barren Baptist Church. He was proud to be a lifetime citizen of Maynardville, Tennessee and was well-known and had many friends and family.
Betty Sue Baumgardner – age 77 of Washburn, passed away on Tuesday, December 11, 2018. She was a member of Mount Calvary Baptist Church in Knoxville. Betty was a loving wife and enjoyed crocheting and quilting.
She is preceded in death by parents, Edgar and Dorothy Glover; sisters, Mary Ann Glover and Nell Harper. Betty is survived by loving husband of 60 years, Reverend Albert “Dick” Baumgardner; sister, Jenntte; brother, Edward Glover; and several nieces and nephews.
Nicole “Nicky” Tyson, age 42, passed away on December 11, 2018. She was an outgoing woman who never met a stranger. She was the happiest when surrounded by family, friends, and her fur babies, whom she was very passionate about. Nicky could light up any room she walked in and will be missed by many. She is survived by fiancé Kenny Thomas, daughter April Tyson (Boo), sons Nicholas Gene Beaver and Hunter Dylan Leon Foster, parents Janice and Jim Shipley, granddaughter Payton McKenzie Abshire, close cousin/sister Kelly Williams, and many aunts, uncles, and cousins.
Campbell, Charles "Charlie" Winton, age 68 of Corryton, adored daddy and the most treasured grandpa, was welcomed into the arms of his Lord and Savior on, Wednesday, December 12, 2018. Awaiting this great reunion day was Charlie's sweetheart and the love of his life, Glenda Kay Campbell, his beloved wife. Also preceding his death are; parents Henderson & Ruth Campbell and sister Katherine Ann Campbell.
Sonja Denise Brown-age 53 of Luttrell passed away Tuesday, December 11, 2018 at her home. She was a member of Mynatt Road Baptist Church in Halls. Preceded in death by father, Leonard Allen Ridenour.
Survivors: husband, David Lee Brown; mother, Reba Evelyn Ridenour; brother, Ronnie Lynn Ridenour and wife, Donna; sister, Donna Michelle Gordon and husband, Gerald. Several nieces, nephews and a host of friends.
Graveside service and interment 12 Noon Saturday, December 15, 2018, Dyer Cemetery, Powder Springs. Arrangements by Cooke-Campbell Mortuary, Maynardville.