Just got word my favorite and last uncle passed away this morning. This was a guy who loved all fishing. A blue gill was as important to him as a northern pike. We had some nice trips together, and even though he didn't know all the finer points of the game, he enjoyed it with all his heart. Sitting on a bucket, fishing through 15 inches of ice, was just as much fun as a warm sunny day in may.

a great guy, little league coach, loving grandfather, and good fishing buddy, who never complained when they weren't biting, and couldn't keep from smiling when he reeled a fish upto the eye on my favorite fishing rod. Going to miss you Tony.