Where's The Worms?

I find myself reminiscing about Lake Victor and all of the good times I had there when life was not so complicated. I remember Me and Benny Riddle (Aunt Sue's other nephew through her other brother A.B. (Buddy) Riddle and Dorothy. We got up early one Saturday morning to get out on the lake and do some fishin'.

Having obtained our worms the day before, Aunt Sue had shown us how to "Snore Up Some Worm's" by taking two, 2 foot pieces of pine lattice strips and hammering one into the soft dirt about a foot down. And then you take the other piece of lattice strip and drag it back and forth across the one which is hammered down into the ground.This produces a vibration (snoring sound) which in turn makes the worms crawl up to the surface of the soil where they can be easily picked up for going fishing with!

Well, here me and Benny were with our snored up worms in a can, these worms which we worked so hard to get, and now fishing our young lives away in the wee hours of the morning. Everything was going good, a few fish on stringers and the sun just starting to rise up over the water while casting a wonderful array of colors as it peeked up over the tree tops. A silver,misty fog hanging low over the water along with the oily aroma of fish which were under the water.

Yes,Life was danged' good! Good that is until I found that Benny had used up all of our worms and I had only used about 4 of them with 4 fish on the stringer, Benny on the other hand had "No" fish on the stringer!

An rather loud argument then ensued with each of us accusing the other of using up all of the worms! This loud argument, I later learned, had carried clear across the lake for everyone back at Mema Dora's and Grandaddy Hicks house to hear in great detail.

And then to make matters even worse, we were so wrapped up in our mutual accusations that we did not even notice that the boat's oar's had silently slipped into the water and were drifting quite far away from the boat. Now the argument had taken a different turn. Who was responsible for the oars falling into the water and "who" was going to get into that icy cold water in order to retrieve them!
'Not Me!" stated Benny, "I can't swim!"  What! you can't swim? I said. Then what the heck are you doing out here in a boat without a life jacket, I asked? Then the argument once more,turned another corner to, whose responsibility it was to have gotten the life jackets and put them into the boat.

I can swim! I stated. I do not need a life jacket! and by now my 13 year old crackling falsetto had kicked full into high gear and was echoing throughout the lakes shores. And then, suddenly realizing this argument was going nowhere fast, and with no wind at all to at least drift us to shore anytime soon, I just jumped out of the boat and into the water, upsetting the boat and almost causing Benny to fall over board. This made him scream out at me "You stupid idiot, I told you I can't swim, what'd ya' do that for?.

I hollered back at him, "we need the Damned oars, stupid"  I got the oars alright and swam back to the boat with them, and then handing them up to Benny I suddenly realized that I could not get back into the boat without upsetting it once again. By now the frigid waters had cooled my temper somewhat and I could think a little more clearly so I suggested that Benny row over to the spillway while I could hang on to the bow of the boat until we got there. We arrived without incident as I climb up, then upon the concrete edifice and then easily, just step off and into the boat!

We finally worked together instead of yelling at each other and got something accomplished, "Together"

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