re: We've done this before but maybe again - stories about Pow Pow

This picture of my pawpaw sums up what hunting and fishing in Houma used to be like when I was growing up.



We could kill a limit of ducks and catch a limit of reds all before lunch time.

I've got a bunch of stories about this man but I'll just give the general. This man taught me more about hunting and fishing than anyone else besides my dad. Was really a guy who had zero time for bullshite and never shyed away from any hard work.

This is a man who never finished the 6th grade, yet might be one of the smartest people I ever met. It shocks me to think sometimes that two generations ago there wasn't a single person in my family who had ever gone to college, then I look at our family now and realize it all started with that man.

He died in 2007, and we still miss him today. My dad goes and fishes with his family every year on the anniversary of his death in his honor.

He's holding baby me in this picture.