His bass club met about once per month for a meeting to discuss and vote on future tournaments. The bass club had ten tournaments per year at various Texas lakes. The members of the club vote and decide where the tournaments will be and they have their favorites that seemed to be fished every year.

Just before I met Gregg, he had caught the largest fish at a tournament at Toledo Bend. I took that fish to a taxidermist for him and we had it stuffed and mounted. I liked having it on the wall as a monument to his bass prowess. I hope that he still has that fish on his wall.

Most of the wives or girlfriends of the members of the bass club did not attend tournaments. I liked to attend the tournaments where the members were camping. I had a lot of fun at one lake in particular, Coleto Creek in Victoria. The wives and girlfriends of the members’ usually only see each other once per year at the Wives’ Party to award the Top 6 and the Lunker trophies.

Bass can be costly. Gregg had at least eight rods and reels and a tackle box full of all types of lures. He had a really cool duffle bag that was waterproof that he stored his artificial worms in. He had a tremendous amount of stuff to take with him when he went bass fishing.

When I was with Gregg, he had subscriptions to several bass magazines. He received the BASS magazine and Honey Hole magazine. I think he used to read them cover to cover. We used to save old issues, but I don’t remember him ever going back to old issues to reread them.

On the weekends he wasn’t fishing, bass television shows were the norm at our house. I thought that they were a little boring, but he was enthralled when they talked about a new bass technique. I can still remember the excitement at our house when pig ‘n jig was a popular new technique.

Since Gregg and I split up I have not been bass fishing. I don’t really miss it. It was his hobby and not mine, the main thing I ever enjoyed about bass was that he liked it so much.


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