Big Muddy
01-02-2016, 11:05 PM
Buried a bunch of folks around here, lately....most have died unexpectedly or killed in a car crash.
I've got several hunting and fishing buddies, but I got a call about an hour ago that my BEST hunting and fishing buddy, Jimbo, just dropped dead from a heart attack....just a few days ago, we were sitting under his carport on 5 gal. buckets, just shooting the breeze.
I had stopped by to check on him; not that he had been feeling poorly, but he had embedded a big fish hook in his hand, and it became really bad infected....he had finally gone to the doctor, and got treated, but his hand still looked pretty bad.
I passed by his house, yesterday afternoon, and gave him a call, to put him on standby for an upcoming rabbit hunt....oooh my goodness, how that boy loved to rabbit hunt!!!....he said that crock pots were invented for cooking rabbits. ;)
Funny thing about our friendship....Jimbo was 5 years older than me, but we grew up together, went to school together, played sports together, partied together, hunted and fished together....the age difference was never an issue for us....we simply grew up, just being really good friends....that's just the way it was for us.
He was a senior in high school, when I was a lowly snot-nosed freshman....he was sort of my protector, and made sure nobody messed with me.....I'll never forget that about him, or his big belly-laugh, or his witty personality....and, I rarely saw him in a bad mood, unless the fish were not biting for us. ;)
Jimbo started dating my older sister, and would come to our house to court her....they would sit on our big ole couch, and being the little turd that I was at that time, I'd sneak up behind the couch, and catch them smooching....he would give me 25 cents to "get lost."....later, when they started getting REALLY touchy-feely, my price went to 50 cents. ;)
They dated for about a year, and everybody in town was just certain that they would get married, after graduation....ya'll have no idea how disappointed I was, when my sister suddenly married another guy she had met....Jimbo was almost my b-i-l, as well as my best buddy!!!
I won't bore you guys with more Jimbo stories, but I just felt the need to breath deeply and vent just a little.
"Jimbo, if there is fishing in heaven, don't catch all the crappie....save a few for me."
"Gonna miss ya, buddy!!!"
I was going thru some old pics, and found this pic of Jimbo....he was younger in the pic, but you gotta love that sly grin....he was 100% Italian, and with that moustache, he coulda been a mafia boss. ;)
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I've got several hunting and fishing buddies, but I got a call about an hour ago that my BEST hunting and fishing buddy, Jimbo, just dropped dead from a heart attack....just a few days ago, we were sitting under his carport on 5 gal. buckets, just shooting the breeze.
I had stopped by to check on him; not that he had been feeling poorly, but he had embedded a big fish hook in his hand, and it became really bad infected....he had finally gone to the doctor, and got treated, but his hand still looked pretty bad.
I passed by his house, yesterday afternoon, and gave him a call, to put him on standby for an upcoming rabbit hunt....oooh my goodness, how that boy loved to rabbit hunt!!!....he said that crock pots were invented for cooking rabbits. ;)
Funny thing about our friendship....Jimbo was 5 years older than me, but we grew up together, went to school together, played sports together, partied together, hunted and fished together....the age difference was never an issue for us....we simply grew up, just being really good friends....that's just the way it was for us.
He was a senior in high school, when I was a lowly snot-nosed freshman....he was sort of my protector, and made sure nobody messed with me.....I'll never forget that about him, or his big belly-laugh, or his witty personality....and, I rarely saw him in a bad mood, unless the fish were not biting for us. ;)
Jimbo started dating my older sister, and would come to our house to court her....they would sit on our big ole couch, and being the little turd that I was at that time, I'd sneak up behind the couch, and catch them smooching....he would give me 25 cents to "get lost."....later, when they started getting REALLY touchy-feely, my price went to 50 cents. ;)
They dated for about a year, and everybody in town was just certain that they would get married, after graduation....ya'll have no idea how disappointed I was, when my sister suddenly married another guy she had met....Jimbo was almost my b-i-l, as well as my best buddy!!!
I won't bore you guys with more Jimbo stories, but I just felt the need to breath deeply and vent just a little.
"Jimbo, if there is fishing in heaven, don't catch all the crappie....save a few for me."
"Gonna miss ya, buddy!!!"
I was going thru some old pics, and found this pic of Jimbo....he was younger in the pic, but you gotta love that sly grin....he was 100% Italian, and with that moustache, he coulda been a mafia boss. ;)
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