I recall the time Bone lost a solid 7 lber on KY and Woody and I couldn’t for the life of of us figure out how that fish came unbuttoned. We would soon find out. A little while and a few coves later, Bone needed to tie on a new hook. He did so then pulled out his pliers flattening the barb on the fresh hook. Woody was in stunned disbelief as to what he just witnessed and believe you me he let Bone have it for the rest of the day. I’m proud to see that this loving, kind-hearted ribbing is still going on almost 12 years later!