Published on Thursday, January 21, 2010 by Katherine
I will never forget when my Dad decided it was time to go shopping for a family bass boat. I wasn’t in to fishing, often whining, “Awwww the POOR FISH!” But off we went to the boat show, soon picking out a 1976 - 1977 gold Ranger bass boat.
We went on a few fishing trips, leaving from Bob’s Fishing Hole, and even took the Ranger to Lake Gaston for a c...