Week-End Washout

Well, mulling the weather radar trends and forecasts, I was faced with one of those “go-no-go” decisions at 4 this morning.

Heavy rain being forecast tomorrow and more rain probably on Monday did not bode well, so I went ahead and woke up my son JoJo at 4:30 and we headed towards DeSoto/Lansing in a cold driving rain. We got to our destination on pool 9 at about 7:15, and were greeted with thunder and lighting.

So, instead of risking it, we stayed in the truck most of the morning and told each other silly jokes (my son is 5-he still finds my jokes funny, bless him!), shared some great father and son time listening to the oldies on AM 980, and enjoyed a healthy breakfast of peanut butter cookies, string cheese, and beef sticks.

By 11, the rain had mostly let up, so we decided it was only fair to get the bottom of the boat wet too. As my wife had to play organ at tonight’s Mass, we were only left with an hour to fish before having to pack her up and head home. We worked some deep cuts in the sloughs and had some phenomenal takes; losing one fish that looked pretty nice. We did manage catch one psychotic little smallie that just hammered the fat rap.

So, we’re gonna mostly write this one off today and plan to come back, maybe spending a night or two camping. Speaking of which, there were quite a few families bravin’ it at the campground. I felt so bad for all those kids stuck inside their soggy tents, hopefully someone brought along some playing cards and cross word puzzles.

It is Memorial Day weekend; take some time out to remember those loved ones who gave their life for our freedoms and all of our loved ones who have passed on. Remember to thank our veterans.

Joe Jiacinto

If that story doen’t get the #1 nod for best father son outing I think nothing does !!

You the Dad Jo !!

It was a good time for sure, and it keeps getting better as the day wears on; well mostly.

As a matter of fact, JoJo just pushed his little brother on to the floor, apparently for no reason, (who is 2, he’s crying way more than necessary and milking it for all its worth. ) and has been sent to his room. Dominic has, well, how shall I put this? a certain aroma following him as walks past…

I better go get some wipes and a clean diaper…

Wifey is away at church playing organ, so I get diaper detail!

Regards,

Joe Jiacinto

Enjoy as many of those trips as you can. I’m celebrating my son’s high school graduation this weekend so I’ve had a lot of opportunity to reflect and remember the times we had together on and off the water. I can remember his first 4lb bass and falling in the water chasing frogs and turtles.
Cherish and take advantage of this time in your lives, it ends before your ready.

I hear ya loud and clear. On a much, much shorter scale, I was looking at some potraits of my two sons taken 1 and 2 years back; and was both sad and happy at the same time, reflecting on how they have grown. Its amazing how much they grow in such a short time.

Speaking of amphibians, JoJo was unsure if they had toads in Iowa (we moved here from Maryland last October) and was pretty excited when my wife found a few in the flower beds by our house. He used to love to catch the toads at our home back east; and he was worried there would be no toads in Iowa. Trying to catch minnows that have “escaped” into the livewell is another great pastime of his.

Regards,

Joe