While other kids watch cartoons, our fishing-obsessed four-year-old Jake stays glued to the fishing channel. A few weeks ago, at my brother Mac's farm near Hahira, he caught his first bass: he baited the hook, cast it, caught the fish and reeled it in, and got it onto the dock, all by himself.He wanted to take it home and eat it, but Jimmy talked him into letting him get it mounted. We picked it up at the taxidermist's yesterday, and it is a beauty. An enraptured Jake told us on the way home,"When I'm grown up, I can tell everybody I caught this fish all by myself, when I was just a little kid."
It's a shame the resolution of this photo is so grainy because it's a wonderful shot: Buddy Coleman and his grandson Coleman Call and Jimmy with grandson William Kerns. I took it today when we attended Grandparents' Day at Valwood School kindergarten. In 1948, Buddy and Jimmy were classmates in First Methodist Church Kindergarten, and here they are, 62 years later, sitting in those little bitty chairs with their grandsons.