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Don Coplen aka "SaintPete"
Coplen Designs
St.Petersburg, FL dcoplen@mindspring.com
Dave
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Ace of Signs
Selinsgrove, Pa.
www.aceofsigns.com
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Michael Boone
Sign Painter
5828 Buerman Rd.Sodus,NY 14551
Ontime @localnet.com
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Adrienne Morgan
Splash Signs
www.splashsigns.com
"Rainkatt'
Benicia, CA
707-746-7847 (shop)
707-550-4553 (voicemail)
adrienne@splashsigns.com
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Roger Bailey
Rapid Tac Incorporated
Waikoloa, Hawaii
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"Keep Positive"
SIGNS1st.
Neil Butler
Paradise, NF
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Bill Modzel
Mod-Zel screen Printing
Traverse city, MI
modz@traverse.com
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joe pribish-A SIGN MINT
2811 longleaf Dr.
pensacola, fl 32526
850-944-5060
BEWARE THE TRUTH.....YOU MAY NOT LIKE WHAT YOU FIND
I caught my first fish when I was 5. That was pretty amazing for a city kid! Grandpa would take us to a lake, that is now just around the corner from my house now, and roust our sleepy butts out of the tent to go fishin' !!!
When the first fish bit, I was so excited about actually having something on the other end of my line, besides the worm, that I turned tail and ran all the way up the bank with poll and fish in tow.
I grew up and learned the art of NOT ripping their lips off as I plucked the wee fish from their watery homes only to pass the torch to my children... Jake, my step-son, caught three perch on his first expidition with me and only one fish made it to the frying pan WITH his lips!
Jackie, my oldest daughter, tried her luck at the mere age of two. Armed with her Mickey Mouse pole and a worm she liked to eat herself, she hooked her first fish. Yanking the pole back in excitement she knocked the fish out cold on the rock laying on the bank. Seeing the wiggle and flop in the rocks she spent the next few minutes in a serious two year old squat observing the catch.
At five my Katie has more interest in the trees, water, and rocks. Can't win 'em all!
At 33 I look back at the times I had with my Grandpa and the long "boring" times fishing in the boat with no way to get back to shore... and I'd give anything to have just one more. Fishing to me is Grandpa and when I go fishing... I get to be near him, again.
(And back to the lighter side of things... oh this tag line could get really baaaad- LOL, no suggestions please...)
The little (fish) tale side of the Moon
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The Moon
aka: Stefenie Harris
Moonlight Designs
Pollock Pines, CA
learnin' somethin' new every day!
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doitforthegreatoutdoors!
Rick Kubicki aka R1campr
Columbus Ohio
R1campr@aol.com
www.geocities.com/soho/square/3061
One day I was at Ol' Man Jims pond catchin' fish as fast as I could, pullen' em in one right after the other. After a while they quit bitin' and I started stringin' em up.
All of them had done died, lyin there in the hot sun, except one ol' Catfish. He was goin SWISH-OO WHISH-OO still a breathin'. Well I hung him on my stringing line and went on to the house.
I started to clean them fish, But I tossed the ol' fish that was still breathin' over in the grass. The next morning that old fish was still a-livin'. You know, I struck up an idea. I will just start training that ol' fish.
I fixed him up a bucket of water, and I took him out of the water for 2 hours the first day and about 3 hours the second day, and about 4 hours the third day, and I kept workin' with him and a workin' with him until I left him out all morning.
Finaly, I left him out all day long. It wasn't long before that fish had learned to stay out of the water completely and never went near the water at all.
That ol' fish was the best pet a boy could ever have. I named him Homer. I put a little string around him and led him around like a little dog and taught him to follow me.
He just wiggled thru the gravel and dirt and followed me wherever I went. Homer followed me everywhere.
I kept ol' Homer round all summer long until school took up in the fall. And when I left the house each morning, ol' Homer followed me right down the road, just a-waggin in the dirt. I would throw rocks at him to try to get him to go back to the house, but he wouldn't go.
One day I was walkin' to school, I kept lookin' over my shoulder, and he was still a-waggin in the dirt followin' me down the road.
I got up almost to the school house, and as I crossed over a little wooden bridge over a little creek, I looked back, and ol' Homer was nowhere in sight.
I could'nt see him anywhere. I went back and began lookin' around that bridge, and there was a board that was broken and rotted and had fallen off the bridge. I looked down there through that hole, and there ol' Homer lay in the water, Drowned.
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Mike Duncan
Lettercraft Signs
Alexandria VA
I have never let schooling interfere with my education - Mark Twain
[This message has been edited by Mikes Mischeif (edited February 08, 2001).]
This was the biggest Chinook Salmon I have ever caught. It weighed about 28 pounds and took a full 45 minutes to get it into the boat. My arms never felt so tired. I thought I would loose grip of the rod each time it made a run and stripped off another 200 yards of line.
My dream fishing trip is to fish the Kenai River in Alaska for Salmon.
When I visit mt brother and sister in law in Florida there's nothing I love more than fishing the canals and small lakes with fake worms, for largemouth bass. My favorite colors would have to be the pumpkinseed and the purple/red. It's been awhile since I've been to FLA.. about time for a recharge!
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Deb
Creative Signs
My wife swears the only thing I like better than Bass fishing is sex, and usually that is too close a race to call.
My best friend is retired and we try to go as often as the wives let us. He has a small boat that we like to call the guppy. If we left some of our tackle at home we might have some room in the boat.
Last year was a terrible year, we didn't hardly catch anything and luck other wise was not with us at all. If it could go wrong it did go wrong, even damn near sunk the boat once.
We figure this will be a great year as in we used up all our "Bad" luck last season.
Better close for now as a tear is forming in the corner of my eye longing to get some line wet.....
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Troy Haas
"Metal_Leg" on mIRC
SAM Signs
& RPM Auto Graphix
812-437-5367
Evansville,Indiana
mailto:samsigns@sigecom.net
"Chaos, panic, disorder - my work here is done."