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Summer 2005




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dad's tackle box
Ted Hovey

Each item in dad's tackle box had a purpose.
Not only did each item have a reason to
be there, they were also beautiful: the colors,
shapes, and feel of the lures, the sinkers, the floats, the
knives, the needle-nosed pliers, the spare reel, the rolls
of line of various weights, and the comical
one inch equals two inches measuring tape that mom gave
dad for Christmas, are as fascinating to me
now as they were when I was a boy. Even though
I was young, dad would let me explore the contents
of his tackle box, but always he would say these
words of caution: "Watch out for those sharp barbs on the
hooks, my son, and don't open the knives, the blades are
also sharp." There were two trays with compartments for
smaller items of tackle. My favorites were
the red and white Bass-Oreno, a wooden plug
with three, three-barb hooks attached, the green and yellow
Lazy Ike, and the spoon-shaped metal Daredevils,
a red and white one and a black and white. Under
the trays there was space for larger pieces of gear. Here
I could pick up and hold the shiny Shakespeare reel,
and feel the red and white floats-dad called them "bobbers."
If I was lucky, I found pieces of dried worms.

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