Was fishing up at Bridgeport on Friday AM, and my wallet fell out of my pocket near the ramp area. A very honest guy who was taking his boys to the lake for a day of bank fishing, found it, took time to find my phone number and called me to let me know he had found it and that it was safe. Then hung around the area while I made the 1-1/2 hour drive back to get it. Didn't share his name and wouldn't even let me buy his bait for the day. Sure would like to take him and his boys out on the water for a day On Me... There are still honest folk out there, he dug right past a crisp $100. bill to find my number.
Thanks Again Man...
Catch and release into the grease!