killed by a sniper's bullet as he stood guard outside the national museum in Baghdad on July 3, 2003.
Army Staff Sgt. Brian Hellermann, 35, formerly of Freeport, died Aug. 6, 2003, in an ambush in Baghdad.
Army Staff Sgt. Dale Panchot, 26, of Northome, died Nov. 17, 2003, in an ambush in Baghdad.
Army Chief Warrant Officer Patrick Dorff, 32, of Buffalo, died Jan. 25, 2004, when his helicopter crashed in the Tigris River on a rescue mission.
Marine Pfc. Matthew Milczark, 18, of Kettle River, died March 7, 2004, of a gunshot wound in a chapel at Camp Victory in Kuwait. His death was ruled a suicide.
Marine Cpl. Tyler Fey, 22, of Eden Prairie, died in fighting April 4, 2004, in Anbar Province west of Baghdad.
Marine Pfc. Moises Langhorst, 19, of Moose Lake, was killed April 5, 2004, in fighting in Anbar Province.
Marine Lance Cpl. Levi Angell, 20, of Cloquet, was killed April 8, 2004, in an attack in Anbar Province.
Army Specialist James Holmes, 28, of East Grand Forks, died May 8, 2004, from a roadside bomb.
Army Cpl. Demetrius Rice, 24, of Ortonville, died July 14, 2004, in a vehicle rollover in northern Iraq.
Petty Officer Third Class David Cedergren, 25, of Zimmerman, was found dead Sept. 11, 2004, in a shower on a base near Iskandariyah. He died of natural causes.
Civilian casualty: A former Marine, John Pinsonneault, 39, of North Branch, was a civilian contractor for a security firm when he was killed by suicide bombers in a Baghdad market on Oct. 14, 2004.
Army Specialist Daniel McConnell, 27, of Duluth, died Nov. 16, 2004, in a vehicle rollover in Kirkuk.
Army Specialist Dwayne McFarlane Jr., 20, of Cass Lake, died Jan. 9, 2005, when a bomb hit his patrol near Baghdad.
Army Sgt. Mike Carlson, 22, of St. Paul, died Jan. 24, 2005, when his Bradley fighting vehicle rolled near Baghdad.
Army Sgt. 1st Class Mickey E. Zaun, 27, of Brooklyn Park, died Jan. 28, 2005, in a vehicle collision near Mosul.
Army Staff Sgt. David Day, 25, of St. Louis Park, died Feb. 21, 2005, in a bomb explosion, along with two other members of the Minnesota National Guard's 151st Field Artillery based in Montevideo.
Army Sgt. Jesse Lhotka, 24, of Alexandria -- also a member of the 151st -- died in the same explosion.
Army 1st Lt. Jason Timmerman,24, of Tracy, was killed along with Day and Lhotka.
Army Specialist Travis Bruce, 22, of Rochester, died on March 23, 2005, after he was hit by shrapnel from a rocket-propelled grenade as he guarded a police station in Baghdad.
Marine Capt. Kelly Hinz, 30, of Woodbury, died May 2, 2005, when his F/A-18 Hornet jet apparently was involved in a mid-air collision with a companion jet over south-central Iraq.
Army Chief Warrant Officer Matt Lourey, 40, formerly of Kerrick Township, died May 26, 2005, when his helicopter was shot down in central Iraq.
Army Ranger 1st Lt. Michael Fasnacht, 25, a native of Mankato, was killed by a remote bomb June 8, 2005, while on patrol in a Bradley fighting vehicle near Adwar, Iraq.
Marine Sgt. Bryan Opskar, 32, Moorhead, was killed July 23, 2005, when a roadside bomb exploded near his light armored vehicle while he was on patrol west of Baghdad.
Army Sgt. Mike Benson, 40, of Winona, died Aug. 10, 2005, after being injured on Aug. 2 in an explosion in Baghdad.
Army Pfc. Elden D. Arcand, 22, of White Bear Lake, died Aug. 21, 2005, in northern Iraq when his semitrailer truck rolled over.
Army Specialist Jacob T. Vanderbosch, 21, of Vadnais Heights, died Oct. 3, 2005, when a bomb detonated near his Humvee in Al Haqlaniyah, Iraq.
Marine Master Sgt. Brett E. Angus, 40, of St. Paul, died Nov. 26, 2005 in an explosion caused by a roadside bomb. He was serving his second tour of duty in Iraq.
Marine Lance Cpl. Anthony McElveen, 21, of Little Falls. Killed Dec. 1, 2005, when a makeshift bomb blasted their foot patrol outside the western city of Fallujah.
Marine Lance Cpl. Scott Modeen, 24, of New Hope. Killed Dec. 1, 2005, when a makeshift bomb blasted their foot patrol outside the western city of Fallujah.
Marine Staff Sgt. Kenneth Pospisil, 35, who grew up in Anoka, died Dec. 14, 2005, when a bomb went off near Ar Ramadi.
Private security officer Kyle M. Kaszynski, 39, a Minneapolis native, was killed Dec. 22, 2005, when a bomb hit his vehicle.
Army Reserve Maj. Stuart Anderson, 44, who was raised in Benson, was killed Jan. 7, 2006, in a helicopter crash in northern Iraq.
Civilian Roland C. Barvels, 42, a native of Fairmont, was killed Jan. 18, 2006, by a roadside bomb near Basra.
Cpl. Andrew J. Kemple, 23, of Cambridge, died Feb. 12, 2006, when his Humvee came under small arms fire in Tikrit.
Marine Lance Cpl. Robert Posivio III, 22, of Sherburn, died May 23, 2006, when the Humvee he was riding in was hit by a roadside bomb in the Al Anbar Province.
Army Pfc. Edward Herrgott, 20, of Shakopee, <----- I used to work with his dad...
(Army Staff Sgt. David Day, 25, of St. Louis Park,
Army Sgt. Jesse Lhotka, 24, of Alexandria --
Army 1st Lt. Jason Timmerman,24, of Tracy) <--- My motor Sergeant was from their unit. I met them a few times as they stopped in to visit when they came over to our base from the green zone.
**I just realized that AM cut my post :frown:
I am missing quite a few it looks like. There was a recent one (21 June) that one of my co-workers is doing funeral logistics and family care for.
It is hard when you really know the people, not as bad but still tough when you barely know them. But it is really sad if you never got to know them at all.
Totally agree - since it all began I have been touched by so many that have served - I may have known them well, met them in passing or knew someone in their family.
I was at the Get Motivated seminar last Wednesday at the Target Center - the best moment was when we all stood while God Bless the USA was sung before Colin Powell stepped up to speak - I got goose bumps and cried.
the best moment was when we all stood while God Bless the USA was sung before Colin Powell stepped up to speak - I got goose bumps and cried.
The first time I heard the song was on the 4th of July during Basic Training. With the fireworks, feeling like I was a part of something important, the cannon blasts and that song... the whole feeling of why I was there really sunk home. I got a lil teary that night.
 A year later I went back for my advanced training, over the fourth again... same deal - got a little misty.
Have not been able to listen to that song without the crocodile tears formingfor many years. When I came back from Iraq some of the CC made a video for me and had that song as the first one. I said "nobody must have told you that you can't play that song". Ares said it was okay due to private use or something. He thought I was concerned about copyright law or something. I was thinking that I just didn't want to cry from the overpowering emotion that comes to me when I think about the meanings of that song. That was the first time ever that I heard that song without getting all misty-eyed.
It's one of my favorite songs though. A few from Toby Keith are good for the same reason. I can't listen to any of them in public though. :chagrin:
I took a job doing that once. They were supposed to pay me big bucks to do it and they had me washing interior windows instead for a lot less than they promised me, so I quit. Lost my unemployment after that one for a bit. Learned a lesson, always get stuff in writing.
I did find out the "secret formula" they use on windows to get them clean.
Joy was advertised as making glassware sparkle. I've used it for years for that reason. But it never occurred to me to use it on my windows. Duh! But I will now. :smile:
The people that volunteer at Disasters, such as the Kansas city flood/oil spill... I've volunteered at a few floods and tornadoes, non stop work. Sleep for 6 hrs, and work for 18. But it's very rewarding... I'd do it again in a heartbeat!
I would if I were you... I love helping people, and those are people that really need the help. I remember one of the floods that I went to...
The three days all we did was make sandbags, and pile them by the water and in front of houses... Then the fun came. Shopvacing basements that had lots of water in them still, cleaning out the "community bathroom" which was a hole in the middle of the field, talking to people and finding out their stories and everything that has happened to them since the flood, giving people food and water, making sure needs were met in every single way.
We ran out of bottled water multiple times, and some of the towns I volunteered at didn't have that many people, but everything was shut off.
Could you imagine having to wash clothes and do dishes with bottled water..?
I just read my post and it seems like a bad thing, but I will say it 'til the day I die...
There is no other feeling in the world like helping someone who is in great need!
It looked like Kobayashi would just barely hold onto his championship belt when the unthinkable happened: a reversal of fortune.
Cupping his hand valiantly over his mouth as the crowd counted down the last seconds, Kobayashi baptized the spray zone through the gaps in his fingers.
and to think I felt good (not literally) for beating the 30 minute challenge and eating a 46 ounce steak (and a Texas toast, 2 cans of beer, some salad and half a huge cheesecake -- had to rub it in to my challenger) in 20 minutes...
That's amazing... I don't want to eat 6 pounds of anything... let alone in 10 minutes... :lipsealed:
Kind of a funny story... My pizza place donated 10 pizzas and some sides for the guys doing recovery on the bridge.. I was driving around trying to find a post to drop off these pizzas.. I make it to the post on 12th, and the guy there told me they already had too much food and ti check the other side of the river..
So off I went, and as I was trying to get around all of the road blocks, my brakes went out.
Made it to Bobby & Steve's and got my car into the service area.. and as I walked out, 3 squads pulled up and one of the squads took the pizza from me and brought it to the precinct, cause 50 cops just came on duty for the bridge.
Funny how all of it worked out, huh? :smile:
That guy, and all the other countless officers, firefighters, paramedics, dive teams, and volunteers are my hero's today.
But especially to Ares and TC, who called me from close to the bridge while on their way out to try and help. (you get an extra-special thanks if I know ya)
You must have a weird vehicle like me... I paid more for the brake parts for the rear axle on my Jeep than I did to do all of the brakes on my wifes Impala...
even If I've already shared this story...I want to again...
I was about 5 or 6yrs old...
I spent my entire summer at my grandfathers many years...but I think this summer I was only there for a week and was jammed pack with fun that it felt like a full summer.
Anyways....
Everyday I would grab my fishing pole and worms and take off down to the dock...but this day was different. I stopped into the shed and grabbed the storage net that clips on the side of the boat for when you catch fish. I knew I was going to catch some keepers.
At lunchtime my grandpa came down to the dock to feed the ducks. At that point I grabbed the net out of the water to hold it up to show him the 40-50 little sunnys that I had caught.
He said "GREAT JOB"!!
than he said well...lets do the next part of fishing....lets go clean them.
So...we went up to the shop and dumped them all into a large raised bathtub (like a the wash tubs most people have in laundry rooms).
He show'd me how to clean one and said the rest is up to me...
Well..I managed to clean everyone of them but it seemed like it took me the rest of the day.
Needless to say...I have only cleaned 4 fish since...
one for my boyscout merit badge
one for "camp fish" is was a week long fishing camp for 4-Hers'.
and 2 others.
I respect this as he taught me a lot that day....as now I don't have barbs on my hooks and I toss all my fish back....
Kitch, That reminds me of a time when we were first married. We went with another couple to go smelting in the spring of the year north of Duluth.
Smelt don't start running until about midnight and by that time we were all geared up and excited to catch those silvery little things that are such good eating.
We scooped and scooped until we had two coolers full of those little creatures, layered some ice on top, and then headed back to the cities - arriving home about 5am.
The next day after a wee bit of sleep, we spent the rest of the day cleaning them all. You would think with four people working on those, the work would have gone quickly. NOT! It took us the whole afternoon, cooked some up for dinner and then finished the job.
They were good eating and we had plenty for the freezer...but we only did that one other time.
I used to help my father clean fish. I adored my father and anything to be near him was cool with me. I was pretty good at it too.
Last year on our family vacation I offered to clean some fish that had been left on the dock and no one seemed inclined to do the job. I started scaling a sunny and the thing was looking at me! I'm standing there with a scaler removing this poor fish's scales and it's looking at me! I had to go and ask someone else to finish the task. I was almost in tears.
I must have been a cold hearted little kid is all I can say. :worried:
So now tomorrow I'm going with my girlfriends to one of their cabins. They have a little private trout pond that they stock. Other years I've fished just for fun and tossed them back. Now my friend said be sure to bring my pole because her husband said there are some good sized trout in there he'd like to get rid of and we're going to have a meal. And I'm expected to clean the fish. :chagrin: Because I can. I opened my big mouth last year before the scaling incident. I think I'll bring little hoods to put over their heads. Blindfolds at least. :frown:
It was my grandfather that taught me to clean fish. My grandmother filleted the larger ones and she was fabulous at it...but would never show us her tricks.
What amazed me is that she had very bad arthritis in her hands that were severly crippled and deformed - but that never stopped her from being the very best with anything related to the kitchen. She cooked, baked bread and rolls from scratch, cleaned and filleted fish, carved meats and turkeys so that the finished dish looked professionally laid out, and her flower garden rivaled the very best.
The cold and all the drunks did make the experience memorable. I couldn't believe how all those drunks could even stand up in the water. Some could hardly stand up on dry land.
I can't link it at work :frown:
Army Pfc. Edward Herrgott, 20, of Shakopee, was
killed by a sniper's bullet as he stood guard outside the national museum in Baghdad on July 3, 2003.
Army Staff Sgt. Brian Hellermann, 35, formerly of Freeport, died Aug. 6, 2003, in an ambush in Baghdad.
Army Staff Sgt. Dale Panchot, 26, of Northome, died Nov. 17, 2003, in an ambush in Baghdad.
Army Chief Warrant Officer Patrick Dorff, 32, of Buffalo, died Jan. 25, 2004, when his helicopter crashed in the Tigris River on a rescue mission.
Marine Pfc. Matthew Milczark, 18, of Kettle River, died March 7, 2004, of a gunshot wound in a chapel at Camp Victory in Kuwait. His death was ruled a suicide.
Marine Cpl. Tyler Fey, 22, of Eden Prairie, died in fighting April 4, 2004, in Anbar Province west of Baghdad.
Marine Pfc. Moises Langhorst, 19, of Moose Lake, was killed April 5, 2004, in fighting in Anbar Province.
Marine Lance Cpl. Levi Angell, 20, of Cloquet, was killed April 8, 2004, in an attack in Anbar Province.
Army Specialist James Holmes, 28, of East Grand Forks, died May 8, 2004, from a roadside bomb.
Army Cpl. Demetrius Rice, 24, of Ortonville, died July 14, 2004, in a vehicle rollover in northern Iraq.
Petty Officer Third Class David Cedergren, 25, of Zimmerman, was found dead Sept. 11, 2004, in a shower on a base near Iskandariyah. He died of natural causes.
Civilian casualty: A former Marine, John Pinsonneault, 39, of North Branch, was a civilian contractor for a security firm when he was killed by suicide bombers in a Baghdad market on Oct. 14, 2004.
Army Specialist Daniel McConnell, 27, of Duluth, died Nov. 16, 2004, in a vehicle rollover in Kirkuk.
Army Specialist Dwayne McFarlane Jr., 20, of Cass Lake, died Jan. 9, 2005, when a bomb hit his patrol near Baghdad.
Army Sgt. Mike Carlson, 22, of St. Paul, died Jan. 24, 2005, when his Bradley fighting vehicle rolled near Baghdad.
Army Sgt. 1st Class Mickey E. Zaun, 27, of Brooklyn Park, died Jan. 28, 2005, in a vehicle collision near Mosul.
Army Staff Sgt. David Day, 25, of St. Louis Park, died Feb. 21, 2005, in a bomb explosion, along with two other members of the Minnesota National Guard's 151st Field Artillery based in Montevideo.
Army Sgt. Jesse Lhotka, 24, of Alexandria -- also a member of the 151st -- died in the same explosion.
Army 1st Lt. Jason Timmerman,24, of Tracy, was killed along with Day and Lhotka.
Army Specialist Travis Bruce, 22, of Rochester, died on March 23, 2005, after he was hit by shrapnel from a rocket-propelled grenade as he guarded a police station in Baghdad.
Marine Capt. Kelly Hinz, 30, of Woodbury, died May 2, 2005, when his F/A-18 Hornet jet apparently was involved in a mid-air collision with a companion jet over south-central Iraq.
Army Chief Warrant Officer Matt Lourey, 40, formerly of Kerrick Township, died May 26, 2005, when his helicopter was shot down in central Iraq.
Army Ranger 1st Lt. Michael Fasnacht, 25, a native of Mankato, was killed by a remote bomb June 8, 2005, while on patrol in a Bradley fighting vehicle near Adwar, Iraq.
Marine Sgt. Bryan Opskar, 32, Moorhead, was killed July 23, 2005, when a roadside bomb exploded near his light armored vehicle while he was on patrol west of Baghdad.
Army Sgt. Mike Benson, 40, of Winona, died Aug. 10, 2005, after being injured on Aug. 2 in an explosion in Baghdad.
Army Pfc. Elden D. Arcand, 22, of White Bear Lake, died Aug. 21, 2005, in northern Iraq when his semitrailer truck rolled over.
Army Specialist Jacob T. Vanderbosch, 21, of Vadnais Heights, died Oct. 3, 2005, when a bomb detonated near his Humvee in Al Haqlaniyah, Iraq.
Marine Master Sgt. Brett E. Angus, 40, of St. Paul, died Nov. 26, 2005 in an explosion caused by a roadside bomb. He was serving his second tour of duty in Iraq.
Marine Lance Cpl. Anthony McElveen, 21, of Little Falls. Killed Dec. 1, 2005, when a makeshift bomb blasted their foot patrol outside the western city of Fallujah.
Marine Lance Cpl. Scott Modeen, 24, of New Hope. Killed Dec. 1, 2005, when a makeshift bomb blasted their foot patrol outside the western city of Fallujah.
Marine Staff Sgt. Kenneth Pospisil, 35, who grew up in Anoka, died Dec. 14, 2005, when a bomb went off near Ar Ramadi.
Private security officer Kyle M. Kaszynski, 39, a Minneapolis native, was killed Dec. 22, 2005, when a bomb hit his vehicle.
Army Reserve Maj. Stuart Anderson, 44, who was raised in Benson, was killed Jan. 7, 2006, in a helicopter crash in northern Iraq.
Civilian Roland C. Barvels, 42, a native of Fairmont, was killed Jan. 18, 2006, by a roadside bomb near Basra.
Cpl. Andrew J. Kemple, 23, of Cambridge, died Feb. 12, 2006, when his Humvee came under small arms fire in Tikrit.
Marine Lance Cpl. Robert Posivio III, 22, of Sherburn, died May 23, 2006, when the Humvee he was riding in was hit by a roadside bomb in the Al Anbar Province.
Killed in Iraq on December 2, 2006 while on patrol near Fallujah by a bomb near their vehicle.
Bryan was the older brother of my son's friend and a neighbor.
God Bless all our soldiers!!!
(Army Staff Sgt. David Day, 25, of St. Louis Park,
Army Sgt. Jesse Lhotka, 24, of Alexandria --
Army 1st Lt. Jason Timmerman,24, of Tracy) <--- My motor Sergeant was from their unit. I met them a few times as they stopped in to visit when they came over to our base from the green zone.
I am missing quite a few it looks like. There was a recent one (21 June) that one of my co-workers is doing funeral logistics and family care for.
It is hard when you really know the people, not as bad but still tough when you barely know them. But it is really sad if you never got to know them at all.
I was at the Get Motivated seminar last Wednesday at the Target Center - the best moment was when we all stood while God Bless the USA was sung before Colin Powell stepped up to speak - I got goose bumps and cried.
Thank You!!!
The first time I heard the song was on the 4th of July during Basic Training. With the fireworks, feeling like I was a part of something important, the cannon blasts and that song... the whole feeling of why I was there really sunk home. I got a lil teary that night.
 A year later I went back for my advanced training, over the fourth again... same deal - got a little misty.
Have not been able to listen to that song without the crocodile tears formingfor many years. When I came back from Iraq some of the CC made a video for me and had that song as the first one. I said "nobody must have told you that you can't play that song". Ares said it was okay due to private use or something. He thought I was concerned about copyright law or something. I was thinking that I just didn't want to cry from the overpowering emotion that comes to me when I think about the meanings of that song. That was the first time ever that I heard that song without getting all misty-eyed.
It's one of my favorite songs though. A few from Toby Keith are good for the same reason. I can't listen to any of them in public though. :chagrin:
 :eek:
I did find out the "secret formula" they use on windows to get them clean.
(Lemon fresh Joy & water)
ancient Chinese secret
I've never done that kind of volunteer work before. Perhaps I should sometime.
but for a different reason, altogether... :sheepish:
The three days all we did was make sandbags, and pile them by the water and in front of houses... Then the fun came. Shopvacing basements that had lots of water in them still, cleaning out the "community bathroom" which was a hole in the middle of the field, talking to people and finding out their stories and everything that has happened to them since the flood, giving people food and water, making sure needs were met in every single way.
We ran out of bottled water multiple times, and some of the towns I volunteered at didn't have that many people, but everything was shut off.
Could you imagine having to wash clothes and do dishes with bottled water..?
I just read my post and it seems like a bad thing, but I will say it 'til the day I die...
There is no other feeling in the world like helping someone who is in great need!
Joe
http://blog.zap2it.com/frominsidethebox/2007/07/east-meats-west.html
66 hotdogs to take back the title!!!!
USA! USA! USA!
I was just wondering thismorning how he would feel sitting on the toilet after that! :eek: :lipsealed:
heck ya..thats a hero in my book...
and can beat k-dog
Over 6 pounds in only 10 minutes!
:eek:
I sometimes think i could do that.
hahaha.... nice. :goofy:
Cupping his hand valiantly over his mouth as the crowd counted down the last seconds, Kobayashi baptized the spray zone through the gaps in his fingers.
funny name for it. Reversal of Fortune. Heh.
I think they "purge" after the event with a "reversal of Fortune" to spare the bathroom the next morning.
That's amazing... I don't want to eat 6 pounds of anything... let alone in 10 minutes... :lipsealed:
So off I went, and as I was trying to get around all of the road blocks, my brakes went out.
Made it to Bobby & Steve's and got my car into the service area.. and as I walked out, 3 squads pulled up and one of the squads took the pizza from me and brought it to the precinct, cause 50 cops just came on duty for the bridge.
Funny how all of it worked out, huh? :smile:
That guy, and all the other countless officers, firefighters, paramedics, dive teams, and volunteers are my hero's today.
wonder how ares & tc are fairing today - they nd their girls and my girls were gonna bring donuts down there this morning.
thanks to everyone bringing food :smile:
But especially to Ares and TC, who called me from close to the bridge while on their way out to try and help. (you get an extra-special thanks if I know ya)
You must have a weird vehicle like me... I paid more for the brake parts for the rear axle on my Jeep than I did to do all of the brakes on my wifes Impala...
hahahaha :goofy:
tycm
Kitty rescuer
A job well done!
besides the normal stuff...I was really impressed with her..
I called her...
she said she contacted FEMA to find out what they could do to help.
well..FEMA pair'd her with a family...and my mom is washing all of their clothes for them and boxing them back up.
even If I've already shared this story...I want to again...
I was about 5 or 6yrs old...
I spent my entire summer at my grandfathers many years...but I think this summer I was only there for a week and was jammed pack with fun that it felt like a full summer.
Anyways....
Everyday I would grab my fishing pole and worms and take off down to the dock...but this day was different. I stopped into the shed and grabbed the storage net that clips on the side of the boat for when you catch fish. I knew I was going to catch some keepers.
At lunchtime my grandpa came down to the dock to feed the ducks. At that point I grabbed the net out of the water to hold it up to show him the 40-50 little sunnys that I had caught.
He said "GREAT JOB"!!
than he said well...lets do the next part of fishing....lets go clean them.
So...we went up to the shop and dumped them all into a large raised bathtub (like a the wash tubs most people have in laundry rooms).
He show'd me how to clean one and said the rest is up to me...
Well..I managed to clean everyone of them but it seemed like it took me the rest of the day.
Needless to say...I have only cleaned 4 fish since...
one for my boyscout merit badge
one for "camp fish" is was a week long fishing camp for 4-Hers'.
and 2 others.
I respect this as he taught me a lot that day....as now I don't have barbs on my hooks and I toss all my fish back....
Smelt don't start running until about midnight and by that time we were all geared up and excited to catch those silvery little things that are such good eating.
We scooped and scooped until we had two coolers full of those little creatures, layered some ice on top, and then headed back to the cities - arriving home about 5am.
The next day after a wee bit of sleep, we spent the rest of the day cleaning them all. You would think with four people working on those, the work would have gone quickly. NOT! It took us the whole afternoon, cooked some up for dinner and then finished the job.
They were good eating and we had plenty for the freezer...but we only did that one other time.
Now I just look for someone doing a smelt fry.
at least drunk I won't...
I almost died...thank god I'm a good swimmer....
but the LAKE is damn cold that time of year....and it is amazing how fast hipboats fill up with water :smile:
Last year on our family vacation I offered to clean some fish that had been left on the dock and no one seemed inclined to do the job. I started scaling a sunny and the thing was looking at me! I'm standing there with a scaler removing this poor fish's scales and it's looking at me! I had to go and ask someone else to finish the task. I was almost in tears.
I must have been a cold hearted little kid is all I can say. :worried:
So now tomorrow I'm going with my girlfriends to one of their cabins. They have a little private trout pond that they stock. Other years I've fished just for fun and tossed them back. Now my friend said be sure to bring my pole because her husband said there are some good sized trout in there he'd like to get rid of and we're going to have a meal. And I'm expected to clean the fish. :chagrin: Because I can. I opened my big mouth last year before the scaling incident. I think I'll bring little hoods to put over their heads. Blindfolds at least. :frown:
What amazed me is that she had very bad arthritis in her hands that were severly crippled and deformed - but that never stopped her from being the very best with anything related to the kitchen. She cooked, baked bread and rolls from scratch, cleaned and filleted fish, carved meats and turkeys so that the finished dish looked professionally laid out, and her flower garden rivaled the very best.
She used cut flowers in the house all the time.