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This is a very good bass under any one's measure, but what makes this one special is that he came from inside my home town city limits, a short drive away upon one of my summer visits home. As a boy, I had got on my bicycle and gone over to the adjacent lakes--Reeds lake and Fisk lake in East Grand Rapids, and caught bass that would be enough to make up anyone's idyllic dreams of "Summertime, and the livin' is easy!" We all know that "You can't go home again!" and that those idyllic dreams are exaggerated by the time and distance we have traveled from those boyhood memories. Besides, isn't it true, that everything is overdeveloped and polluted by now? Yes, much of it is! But there are still some good places on this green earth that are not the same as we remember them being--they are actually better!
So, against those fond memories of lashing a stringer of bass on my bicycle that were more and bigger than I could safely steer the wobbly bike home, I bring this contrast--this latter day bass is bigger--both of us having grown a bit toward maturity in the interim!