Word: sams
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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When not dreaming of the Big Strike, bass fishermen are forever trying to hook their friends on Micropterus sal-moides, the wily and voracious largemouth bass. Such was the case when Correspondent Sam Iker, a self-certified "bass nut," lured Associate Editor Ray Kennedy to Dunnellon, Fla.. for a long weekend of fishing on the Withlacoochee River. Kennedy's report...
...shoebox under my arm contained a tangled reel, a 25? red-and-white bobber and a dozen rusty hooks -the remnants of a summer of bluegill fishing with the children. Anglin' Sam came armed for an amphibious invasion. As he checked out his gear with John Wilhelm Sr., one of Florida's foremost bass fishermen, Sam unpacked armfuls of monogrammed rods and gleaming reels, a stack of Bassmaster magazines and a tackle box as big as a footlocker. Unfolding like a Chinese puzzle, the box was crammed with all kinds of hardware, first-aid supplies, rod cement, hooks...
What is so special about the largemouth bass? I asked. "They'll battle you all the way into the boat and then bite your leg," said John. "They'll hit anything that moves," said Anglin' Sam. "They'll gulp down crawfish, rice birds, ducklings, water moccasins-anything," said John. "They're the smartest, most unpredictable and most sought-after fish in the world," said Anglin' Sam. "And they taste good," said John...
...Belair Resort, Proprietor W.C. Jefferson laments the passing of Charlie, an 8-lb. pet bass that would nose up to the motel's dock for lunch. When one native let it drop that he had recently pulled a 16 pounder out of a "special hole" in the river, Sam's eyes pinwheeled. "Where's the hole?" he demanded. "Where?" The native just smiled...
...Army's Uncle Sam no longer waves a bony finger from recruiting posters announcing 1 WANT YOU. Now youths of varied backgrounds, including cowboys and football players, appear with a new slogan: TODAY'S ARMY WANTS TO JOIN YOU. The prime-time TV spots show hay dropping over snowbound Oklahoma from Army helicopters to save starving cattle, and a salesman touting the "750-h.p., air-cooled, 12-cylinder" wonders of an Army tank, which a youthful customer promptly "buys" and drives proudly offscreen. In the ad Army, no one is asked to kill the implacable foe or save...