There's Billy at 6am, in his 14 foot jon boat, a 40 hp tiller motor, (two) six packs of beer, with cigarette in his mouth and a huge grin.
I stood there, (his future brother-in-law) at the edge of Pop's bulkhead and asked him where we're going to fish... he said, "just outside Rudee Inlet" and I said "cool".
We had following seas and calm winds as we headed out into the Atlantic . After 40 minutes of travel, when I could not see land anymore, I dared asked the big man as to where the hell we were headed!! And he said " to the Chesapeake Light Tower"!
We somehow got there. We fished for Spadefish and some trout. It was awesome seeing us amongst big, expensive, sea worthy boats, and catching more fish than them.
-That's a testament to Billy's fishing abilities.
Heading home, we ran into rough seas and north-northeast winds. I thought our little jon boat was listing more than plowing straight! He asked me through laughter if I was ok (he didn't seem bothered). I simply reminded him that I'm from the islands and fishing is in my blood! (As I side-eyed the life preserver)
-That's a testament to Billy's ability to understand the seas and make you feel at ease.
Next thing I know, our bilge pump failed and he told me to take over the tiller as he held the contact wires together!
-That's a testament to Billy's fearlessness and can do attitude.
He got us home safely and as we sputtered into the inlet, there was my future wife Wanda, his only Sister with the most worried look on her face .
Billy turned to me, still laughing and said " Whoo, she gonna kill me!!"
-That's a testament to Billy's wicked sense of humor...
We became fishing partners since.
Fair winds and following seas my brother... you will be missed🎏