I'm sitting here at noon, Sunday, trying to convince myself to drive the 30 minutes to Roaring River State Park for a couple of hours of fishing, but it's 33 degrees out side.....and I know the big snow is coming, and this might be the last time I get to fish the catch and release season which ends next weekend. But I'm just not that anxious to go out in the darned damp cold to do it. The older I get, it seems the less I want to endure the cold while fishing. Decisons, decisons; procrastinate, procrastinate.

Bill Anderson, SW Missouri

You know you're getting older the day you realize your get up and go got up and went.....