I received a letter from Van that contained this photo taken around 1973, 47 years ago. The 47 is quite sobering. The photo was taken at the mouth of Lake Whittington. The lake must have been falling, as you can see the clear water running into Old Muddy. As Van said, I was “one mo’ casting” him to death. On the way back we saw a stick, stopped to cast and started catching them on every cast. Great memories!