2013 Elite Series Alabama River Charge presented by Star brite
Alabama River - Montgomery, AL, May 9 - 12, 2013

Three grateful old men

Paul is 62.

I’m 60.

Shaw, TODAY, turned 57.


None of us three has lived a life in a bubble.  We have been very active participants in this bumps, cuts, bruises world.

Very active.

...grateful that even when this sport takes so much out of you...

We are four-day old bananas lying on the counter. Still bananas, still work as bananas, but the dark spots are starting to show,

and we don’t live on the planet that doesn’t keep time.

“…and we must enjoy as we can…”

But as we sat at the table, and Shaw picked at any of the food we had left on our plates, each one of us, over and over, said one word…GRATEFUL.

We said, how lucky we, to be here, now.

How lucky we, to be able to do what we still love, now.

How grateful we are, that at the age we have become, we still can compete, we still can, thrive.  It may be painful at times, this thriving, but thrive we can.

If you are reading this, and you know how we feel, what we mean, know this, we all, the three of us, wish you…thrive.


Since the three of us hit the big 5-0, fifty, this is what we have been able to do.

Since turning 50…Paul has won four tournaments including setting the all-time weight record in 2008 of 130 pounds, 8 ounces at the age of 57.

Shaw, BTW Happy Birthday roomie, at the age of 55 won the Sunshine Showdown on the Harris Chain of Lakes in Florida.

At 51, I was handed my second Emmy, the following year, at 52 came another statue, but my wins were team efforts…my roomies, they, they did it themselves.

“…these are the days…”



...you can still compete with the young-uns...

Add now, opportunity.

A couple years ago, I wrote four stories that won outdoor writing awards, those I did all by myself.

Sort of.

Those plaques would not be up on the wall today had I not been given the OPPORTUNITY, that I have been given here now, to write the way I want to write, and to have been given the opportunity to write about the anglers, not their catch.