Lighter Side  June 18th, 2001  The Day Grandma Caught Herself
By Steven H. McGarthwaite  Grandma Mil (Short for Mildred, and
"God Help" the person who called her that), was a fisherwoman,
and a great one too. She could put the best fisherman to shame.
If there was only one fish left in the lake, Grandma Mil would
catch it. If nobody was even getting a nibble, Grandma Mil would
come in with her limit, in all species (at the same time). Many
tried to find out her secret, many would try sneaking-a-peek in
her tackle box. They would buy the same line that she used and
the same rod and reel.  Grandma Mil was a looker in her day, I
saw pictures of her in her flapper clothes she wore during the
Roaring 20's. She was the "Cats Meow" as they would say back
then. But I only knew her as Grandma Mil, in her housedress and
straw hat, fishing in the boat. If she was using a 'Lazy Ike,'
there would be a run on the tackle shop for 'Lazy Ike's!'  When
Rapala's became the new hot lure she would nail those fish hard,
having th