Jamison Winged Mascot Lure No. 2
Today I lost one of my best friends who I traveled across country to lure shows for years with. For two decades Joe and I were friends and my list of memories just as long. So many times, at the end of the nights, if neither of us sold much we would dump our lures on the bed and make huge trade piles and just swap lures. We enjoyed each others lure more than any we could usually find at the shows. Joe was a mentor to me and sometimes I thought of him as a friend, other times as a Dad. Joe wasn’t ever afraid to say what he thought and I so loved that about him. He was the first secretary to the National Lure Collectors Club in the 1970’s. Joe taught me priorities and reminded me every time we spoke of what was important and that was family and friends. I’m having a hard time trying to write with tears on my keyboard. He texted me last night telling me he needed to see me as he knew his time was coming, I replied back I could be there today, instead the phone rang today and Joe had passed. Joe was big on history, and his love of the ancillary things we collected gave us both a lot of things to talk about. You will hear me mention Joe as #itsmystorytotell and will be my way of dealing with it (I can hear him telling me now to suck it up buttercup and dont let this get in the way of what we love and keep telling those stories)
I wrote this post about Joe almost a year ago, I dont feel much like lures tonight so Ill just re-post this. If you haven’t told someone how much they mean to you, do so, because you never know when it may be your last.
Joe Nelson and Jamison Lures
We’ve come to appreciate certain things in Southern Oklahoma, the rain being the one at the forefront. So, on a a rainy day in Southern Oklahoma I awoke this morning appreciative of natures gift, and in my early morning routine again I was reminded of another. No matter the days, the weeks and more often then not lately the many many months gone, the paths traveled or life’s circumstances have led, Ive always received a email response from my friend Joe. Joe, a friend for almost two decades who I’ve traveled the country with, attending antique fishing lure shows, talked at great length about more topics than I can name.
He has always taken time to email me, check on and wish my son’s health and his battle with ITP. He is a good friend who would listen to whatever I found relevant, and gave his thoughts. As 20 years my senior, one of the early members of the National Fishing Lure Collectors Club, […]