Lost one of my local crew today. Patfish beat a couple of bouts of cancer only to have his treatments eventually kill his brain. Patfish wasn't a Draker, or even a lurker as far as I know, but he fished with several of the Missouri Drake gang. His off-about-half-a-click perspective on life always kept us all laughing, while sometimes scratching our heads. He didn't give fuck if he caught fish, he just wanted to hang with his buds. Love ya Patfish, save us a good fishing hole on the other side.
Its been noted here that newbies sometimes get a rough treatment. Here is one response, written by Old Dog, that might help those thinking of making their first post understand a little bit about this place. After you read this take a moment (or two or three) and look around and get a sense of this place. If you're still interested make your intro and join the fray. —Jed