Going fishing

[Maulds]

Some of my fondest memories are fishing with my grandfather. We would hit the lake before daylight. A lot of times there was a heavy fog over the water and every fish you heard roll sounded huge. We fished topwater at first light which was exciting. We talked and we shared and we were just two people away from the rest of the world. I wish I could fish with him again. He passed away 7 years ago.

Ditto. Some of my best memories with my grandfathers were times spent out on Smith Lake.