Hula Popper! The skirts would get all funky, so I never liked them. Would get all gooy if it touched one of my touchdown worms.. I got one more now that I've had time to think about it. My parents would take me to Patoka and Monroe and we would sit on the bank and fish, I would always have a nightcrwler on the bottom and stand there with some sort of lure and cast. The best memory would be my mom with a zebco 33 casting a Little George about 2 miles and catching evrything from bluegill, northern pike (when they were plentiful), bass, and even catfish. Man I wish it was that simple now. I have a 2 year old boy and I am going to do my best to simplify it like the old days for him. Hope I dont ruin him with 7 foot medium action fast tip rods, flourocarbon line, shakey heads, crankbaits that cost $20+, and the $40k bassboat. Wish me luck!