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#1 Jul 8, 2013
The afternoon sun found openings in the heavily forested canopy and cast dappled rays of bright sunlight here and there along the stream bank. The two elderly gentlemen sat on big plastic buckets carefully watching their fishing lines in the muddy waters of Indianhead Creek. The short man slowly rocked back and forth as if keeping time with some tune only he could hear. The taller of the two sat motionless.

"I recon the bass will be along shortly" said the shorter man. "They run up the creek to feed on the minners when it cools off a bit. We is here at about the right time by my reconnin'"


"Hear tell they goin' to fire the po-leece chief. Did you hear that? Seems like theys all upset over not catchin' whoever done in ole Quinn. Myself I say give the man more time but you know how folks is these days. Hurry, hurry, hurry ain't nothing fast enough to suit anybody. Ain't it so Joe?"

"That's the gospel. I was up in the bed with your old lady last night and she said 'hurry and get done before Jack gets home'"

"Oh now! You stop that foolishness. Hehehe!! Your old lady always tells me to take my time cause you is so damn slow. Look there I got me a bite Joe and it's a big one"

The shorter man stands and begins pulling his cane pole until it bends nearly double, the line taut and moving quickly back and forth.

"Hold on Jack. That's a big one for sure. Try backing up before you break your pole. Here I can help"

Together, the two men succeed in pulling a huge bass to the edge of the creek. The flopping body fighting to re-enter the water with every move.

"Lord a Mercy he's a big one. Here, you hold tight Jack and I will go fetch him on a stringer before he gets loose" said Joe. Joe stepped on the bass to stop his frantic movements and ran a stringer line through his gills and out of his mouth. "I got him Jack. I say he weighs 8 or 9 pounds. That's the biggest bass I have ever seen come out of this creek by far." "He will be good eating for sure".

After they secured the bass and tied the stringer to a tree they resumed their positions on the buckets and were quiet for a while. The sun sank a little lower and the shadows became longer as darkness begin to spread.

"Ain't got much more time to fish" said Jack. "I don't want to get caught out here in the pitch black. I might never find my way home".

"What you in a hurry for? I got a flashlight. I recon we can stay as long as they is biting. Besides, your old lady ain't done with her new boyfriend yet."

"Ha! Well, when I saw how that fish was floppin" around it reminded me of your old lady last time I got in the sack with her. She told me 'honey, grab a holt of something cause this is going to be a rough ride' hahaha"

"Shhh What is that? Be quiet you old fool. Did you see that green light up there? Get down Jack" Jack crouched down and Joe pulled him the rest of the way down. They lay in the cold mud on the creek bank looking a a deep emerald green light that flashed and then glowed steadily for a few seconds. They could see movement around the light as if someone was walking around it. Occasionally they heard a whirring noise and sometimes they thought they heard voices.

"Let's get the hell outter here Jack. I don't like this at all." They scrambled to their feet when the green glow got weaker and grabbed their gear. they made their way down the creek bank in the dark not speaking.
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Olive Hill, KY

#2 Jul 9, 2013
Baron White

Charlotte, NC

#3 Jul 17, 2013
The picture that T. Boon has on his profile is my former teacher at Central Piedmont Community College in Charlotte by the name Steve Mullis. He sang in country music bands and called himself Steve Euto. I think T. Boon is making like a memorial to him. Mr Mullis took his own life out in New Salem about 2 years ago.

Little River, SC

#4 Jul 19, 2013
A very good story. The Arthur is talent

Charlotte, NC

#5 Jul 29, 2013
Thanks for the post! Awesome.
Baron White

Charlotte, NC

#6 Sep 28, 2013
Steve Mullis was married to a gal from Missouri or somewhere like that. She had a singing group to but wasn't anywhere near as good as Steve. Steve sang a lot of Ray Price songs and did good at it. He and his wife seperated for a long time but when he killed himself she got everything which she sold. I don't think Steve's daughter or kin got anything.

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