I worked with him one summer as a teen. We netted leased ponds for minnows and crayfish. He always had a station wagon to haul everything around in. At the shop, there were minnow tanks tended to by my grandmother, worm refrigerators and the "shop". Glass display cases from the late 30's held everything. Fishing tackle jammed into every spot. If my grandfather didn't have it when you stopped in the morning, he'd tell you to stop by on your way home from fishing and he'd have it. He would go to a larger shop and get it from a friend and sure enough, the customers would stop back and pick it up.
He gave me things over the years. These three items are the last of the "new in the box" stuff. The spook has been used, but still is in the box. It was one of my grandfather's favorite lures. I have never used it. I wasn't much into fishing. When I did, it was worm and bobber only. I've used and lost all but these lures. I think they will reside in the mancave for a while. I dearly want to try the spook out, but the others will stay as they are, reminders of a man who never had much money, but plenty of zest for the outdoors. He hunted and fished when not working hard. He really liked to hunt pheasants. He had two mounted over his console stereo.
I thought you might like to see these lures.
