Don Barone

Hangin' Yesterday and Today

Mar 10, 2011

Now you should know if you are into facts, launch today was at 7:30 a.m. ... something I forgot pretty much around the third beverage last night.

Hangin' 10 (minus 8)

Mar 9, 2011

Dudes ... Skeet Reese, one of my great friends out here, has the biggest truck I have ever seen that wasn't towing something like live chickens or Dunkin' Donuts.

Hanging out at the service yard

Mar 8, 2011

Just bought this little pocket camera thing, like $79 bucks on Amazon, supposed to have 14 Gizallion Mega Picture taking things inside, so I thought I would take it out for a test shoot.

Angels

Feb 22, 2011

There are people on this planet put here for the sole purpose of saving us, from ourselves. They run to what we run from.

Angels Part II

Feb 22, 2011

I didn't say this in the story, "Angels & Heroes," because we wanted to keep it a surprise for Kevin, but all along we had planned to give Kevin the best seat in the house for the Bassmaster Classic weigh-in.

Just ask them ...

Feb 10, 2011

Here's the deal ... Denny's Grand Slam in the morning ... four cups coffee ... black. A meal that would pretty much last all day, if lunch was needed, two Butterfingers drowned by Vernor's.

B.A.S.S. 2011 Tour

Feb 3, 2011

Flux is my state of being. Movement is me. Not a pause kind of guy. I want eternally to be on the go.

From heart to home plate

Jan 13, 2011

When the giant of a man behind the cigar turned the ball over in my tiny 6-year-old hands so he could show me just three of the many signatures on the baseball.

The gift

Dec 23, 2010

After 30 some years in the business of mayhem, you harden to the upside-the-head whacks the universe hands out to humanity — the carnage we call civilization. When it comes to the victims, I tell myself, to escape from the mayhem on my keyboard or that viewed through my lens, that the vic's have had their time, be it long, or not so much, but they have had their time to laugh, to cry, to win, to lose, to be loved or — more importantly — to have loved.

A Thanksgiving Story

Nov 23, 2010

I couldn't drive, I had to park, and all I could do was to listen to the child who had been blown up in the desert, and who told an old disbelieving guy that he was going to fish someday, that he was going to fish tournaments, and that he was going to win. And then, did just that.

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