At approximately 3:40 P.M. today The President on board Air Farce One, touched down at Indianapolis International Airport. He was welcomed with a brief rendition of "Back Home Again In Indiana". The presidential motorcade wound it's way into Speedway, In. to the home of "The Jon Kring Fishing Museum And Hall Of Shame". The security detail was notably absent. After a brief stop, he departed for Noblesville to visit family. He is in route to the opening of the NFLCC Convention in Ft. Wayne on Thursday. See yall there!
Last edited by Jonathan P. Kring on Tue Jul 08, 2014 7:45 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Jon how about I send my wife down and let her
"organize" things for you---- she's trys this on a near daily basis with my stuff and I cannot find anything ---I need some relief LOL
That would be fine. My wife doesn't even want to look at it. She tells me if I die, she's gonna have a big yard sale and say your choice 5.00 each. I tried to tell her to at least call Langs. I talked to the ladies at The Langs booth at the show and told them that story. I said except my stuff is not Langs quality. They said that doesn't matter anymore they could sell it all. And I am supposed to be the next Librarian which takes a great amount of organization? Someone is in trouble and I'm afraid it's me! P.S. Your new book is probably the best thing I brought home from NFLCC.
Since you are the only person I know who lives in Nebraska, I'm going to e-mail you a picture of an item I have in my basement. If you want it it will be yours. (Probably came from Goodwill at some time or another)
Jonathan P. Kring wrote:Constantly looking. I hate it when I know I have something and can't find it. The older I get, the more I have to search.
This is one reason I tell Fishwife I can't get rid of anything. If I start getting rid of stuff, there's always the chance I'm searching for something that's not here and just don't remember. She says I have too much stuff. I choose to believe otherwise.
Some of the comments I get from my wife are: It's only stuff why are you worried about the Grandkids around it? What am I going to do with it all when you die? Why do you have several of the same thing?
You spent how much for that? Absolutely not in the living room! You have a garage and a basement, what have I got? It all looks the same to me. Several more, not fit to print. These quotes could all be in "The Collector's Wifes Bible". It's a tough job but somebody has to do it.
Jonathan P. Kring wrote:Constantly looking. I hate it when I know I have something and can't find it. The older I get, the more I have to search.
This is one reason I tell Fishwife I can't get rid of anything. If I start getting rid of stuff, there's always the chance I'm searching for something that's not here and just don't remember. She says I have too much stuff. I choose to believe otherwise.
Heaven forbid they invade the sacred space and touch anything eons could be lost trying find it and once again establish its known location.
My God and Peggy Martin! Shock, horror etc. We're all married to the same uncaring beast - I've just read down this thread and all I could think was, like the little kids card game, snap, snap, snap. I've been it with all the comments; Garage sale, Grandkids, Helpful tidying(not), No idea of value(I don't let on much but I have put tiny tags on most reels), "you've got your room and I've got nowhere that's mine" gets a big tick. Sadly, reluctantly even, I gave way and lost my everyday fishing rod storage area into the kitchen - it's now a new Pantry. What a sacrifice - Fifteen rods and reels need a new space. Last comment - vacuum cleaners - how many have had that sinking feeling as that tiny screw you dropped last week and couldn't find rattles its way up the vacuum tube. Hunting through the trash bag is such a bore! Especially on the kitchen table - fisherman's revenge!
