Fishing

Dad LOVED to fish.  He bought a little cabin on Lake Shishebogama in Wisconsin.  He had it fixed up really nice and would invite folks (mainly from work) to come up and vacation with us.  One time he had this little scrawny guy come out while, dad, mom and I were out watching mom fish (she liked to fish even better than dad and I remember lots of times her standing out in the rain hoping to catch just one more before nighttime)  I remember it was damp and cold. This guy came out and said "I've built us a hell of a hot fire."  Dad looked back and said "oh my God,' and went running like mad to the cabin.  Fire was coming out the chimney.  They began pulling logs out of the fireplace and tossed them in a bucket and managed to save the cabin.  Close call. lol.  No fire department for about 30 miles and no fire hydrants anyway.  

(Lake Shishebogama)

Before he had his cabin he used to meet with a couple from church and they would share a cabin...don't remember where that was but it was also in Wisconsin.  He and Mr. Pfeiffer got up early and went out fishing.  About an hour later he came in drenched with ice on his clothes.  He'd fallen into the lake and it was freezing cold.  

He used to like to go fishing for minnows.  Bud Snow (his nephew) and he found this swampy place that was teeming with shiners.  They couldn't get into it with the boat because the seaweed was too thick, so he built "floating shoes" from desk tops to tie to their feet and they walked on water and went out and dipped all they wanted

Dad had a .big heart, especially when it came to kids.  He saw a little black kid walking down the street in Chicago Heights with no shoes.  He stopped and took him in Klein's store and bought him some shoes.  He bought shoes for three kids in my school too, after asking the father if it was okay.

(S.Klein stores)

I remember one time we were driving thru Chicago Heights and dad was stopping to let mom off at one of the stores and a cop came along and said "move it along".  Dad said.."you want me to break her leg?"  lol  He wasn't intimidated.  

Another thing I remember about his being a little impulsive was when we stopped at the "Greek's'

in Crete after church for some groceries.  We had this big Kaiser/Frazier car. Built like a tank.  mom went in and a lady pulled in and parked at an angle in front of dad, blocking his exit.  When mom came and got in the car dad just took off and rammed her out of the way. She came running out and said "are you crazy?'  He said, "you shouldn't have blocked me off."  

(Kaiser Frazier Car)

(Greektown in Chicago)