I hate Labor Day! 2
I hate Jerry Lewis…
Don't get me wrong, he's a talented guy, a huge influence on many of today's stand-ups and unquestionably broke a lot of comedic ground.
It's just that as a youth, school was not my favorite thing, summer was -and in a lot of ways still is- my favorite season. So for years as a kid when I saw the Jerry Lewis Labor Day Telethon coming, I knew that school was on its way and summer was all but over.
Maybe that's a lot to throw at Jerry.
After all, he's just trying to put a dent in MD and help some kids & their families… So, let me start again…
I hate Labor Day…
If Memorial Day is the springtime promise of summer,
Labor Day is the end of a season, a door closing.
Seeing the end of summer crab season coming, I cleaned out the crab bait freezer last week. Like so many of you, I use all the backbones and heads accumulated from a summer of salmon fishing. Baiting the crab pots one last time with my son Matthew was like a "rewind" of our salmon season.
There was the pair of kings we got on the July first San Juan opener, a bunch of Midchannel Bank backbones and the August 40 pounder we got on the last day of the first Skagit opener in 16 years….A great summer that I have had the good fortune to share with you through this website and a series of blogs.
An old saying goes: "As one door closes, another one opens".
The door that I'm walking through takes me away from the salt water and into the fresh, trading the downriggers for drift rods.
The door that I'm walking through leads an angler to experience the rivers in their absolute best…in numbers of fish… and scenery…
The door that leads from summer to autumn takes one to different roads.
Away from the coast and over mountain passes…
Good bye flip-flops, hello hunting boots. See ya summer. Hello fall!
Perhaps summer is just one of my favorite seasons.
Maybe Jerry Lewis isn't such a bad guy after all…
Tom, You struck a nerve with me. No, not about summer fading away and corny stuff like that, but about Jerry Lewis. He always scared the heck out of me. My Mom always told me that if I didn't behave and eat my vegatables that I'd end up like him. Now that was scaring. By the way, in the NW the summer runs until about Oct. 17 or 18. Or at least I'd like to think it did.
Nelly, you had a great summer of fishing, I hate to see it go as well.