Monday, May 13, 2013
John (Bud) loved the outdoors, particularly fishing at Stoney Creek for pike and trout, or at one of the tributary streams to the Susquehanna for bass and channel catfish. And when we were young, my Brother John Mike and I, and, of course, his two sons, John Jr. and Davey, were given the opportunity to join him on these grand adventures, and they were always memorable. However, one trip to Stoney Creek was particularly memborable for me. After bicycling (no motorized vehicles were allowed) more or less five miles to a prime fishing spot, we enjoyed a delightful day on the beautiful Stoney. Sometime before dusk we began our return trip; however, we had not gone very far before the chain on my bicycle broke. Bud would not even consider allowing me to push the bike. Instead he tied a rope between our bicycles and proceeded to haul me all the way back without ever stopping on the way. It was well after dark when we arrived; however, we did arrive safely and without further incident! To this day, whenever I think of Bud and reflect upon all of his accomplishments and reasons to admire him, the bicycle adventure on the Stoney is always foremost in my mind.
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