Using this series of photos I took, I want to share with you the things I learned about the red drum or the fish we commonly call “redfish”, all one word!
Gingey, pronounced Jin-Jee, is the term of endearment my second son calls his sweet red-headed wife. I’m not sure why it’s taken so long for me to get the two of them out on a fishing adventure together, but I’m so glad we took advantage of an absolutely gorgeous October day this week.
Once again, I was able to be part of this outstanding event where everyone’s mantra was “Save the ta-tas!”
It was 1979, and I was working as a dispatcher for ODECO. She answered the old black phone in her native tongue, her words lost on me. I had called her house to ask if her son, the crew boat captain, happened to be home. Hoping she could understand me, I continued in English, “He has to go on a run right now.” His boat was next up to take a trip out to the Gulf to deliver emergency equipment, and as night dispatcher, it was my job to find him. She understood me well enough to relate to me in broken English where she thought he might have been.