My buddy Mark has been married for the past 26 years to a great lady named Tilly.
Mark doesn’t know this, but when I wanted to know what was up with Mark, why the turn around, I first asked Tilly.
Tilly: “Hunter & Fisher.”
That’s 12-year-old Hunter Davis, and his twin brother Fisher Davis.
Mark: “My older son, James, is 22; he experienced my Bassmaster Classic win, the Angler of the Year wins. He experienced all the great stuff...”
Then the bear of a man, looked past me for a minute, scrunched his nose and puffed up his lip that turned into a tooth-filled smile, “…but my boys, my twin boys, they’ve not experienced any of that…db…they’re my motivation…I’m driven to do it once again for them.”
Tilly and the boys travel with Mark. At the last event, I snapped this shot of Mark in his boat leaving the weigh-in…and sitting next to him in the boat as he idled out…
…Hunter and Fisher.
“I want to win it for them. Doing the minimum just to be good, you do that and great things don’t happen.”
With that I patted Mark on the leg and put the pen and pad away, stood up and we both headed to the Elite anglers registration meeting. As Mark turned to go one way and me another, this is the last thing he said to me:
“db, you know that old saying, ‘You can’t teach old dogs new tricks,’ well that ain’t so,” and then with a smile he disappeared behind a door made of logs.
And as I walked down the hall by myself,
I too smiled,
“…one day you will shine again.”
“Get Back Up”