I'm sitting here reading this at 7:27 on an Easter Sunday mourning, yep, there are a couple of tears of happiness and gratitude falling. I know its just a fishing rod, but it will always be treasured as a special gift to me. A gift of owning a cane rod that has a lot of beauty in its making and history. Yes it does have my name on it, (my name on here and also has F.A.O.L on it) I had it put on there when Bill Taylor made it for me, so if anything was to happen to me and it found its way to a pawn shop or somewhere, the new owner could trace it to here and find out something about it. Little did I know at the time... Like Z (God bless you Z) said, this whole transaction has taken place of a time period of right at 4 years. There was only a couple of folks in the whole world that new what was going on, but to me, God knew what was going on. The rod in itself is just a rod, what has taken place with it, and because of people like Z, its much more than that, and has made its value priceless...
F.A.O.L, much more than friends...
Happy Easter everyone and God bless...
Tim
(Grubb F.A.O.L)
PS: This last Thursday, that rod caught its first ever Grand Slam...