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Offline Trimmer308

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Born in Ashland Ky,Degree in, Tool & Die Making, Drafting, Computer Repair.
Started Southside Auto Trim in 1979, former director of the KY division of B.A.S.S
Founder and Musician for the Broadstreet Blues Band (Drums & Blues Harp)
13 years Bass club Pres. National Mine Bassmasters.
KY Hunting & Fishing Guide 1986-1992,
2000 Built KentuckyAngling.Com, started electronic publishing,
2002 Started Freelance Outdoor Writing
2003 Joined Kentucky Outdoor Press Association,
2005 Electronic publisher for Soc Clay.Com
2006 Editor for Kentucky Outdoor News
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My Occupation

Owner/Southside Upholstery/Auto Trim
Owner of Kentucky Angling.Com
Owner of The Tackle Hut
Owner of Littlebear Lure Co.
Outdoor Freelance Writer, member: Kentucky Outdoor Press Association
Owner of Kentucky Web Design, Electronic Web Publisher

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Fishing, Computers, Music, Hunting, Raising Tropical Fish (Angel Fish Breeder)

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  1. Do You Know The Night?

    09/07/07 10:55:57 | 0 Comments

    Do you Know the Night?

    As the day ends and the earth slowly closes its eyes
    I feel the wet grass between my toes as I look to the horizon, like a ray from some futuristic movie; I see the last beam of light make its escape from the darkness.

    The night sounds come alive and movement in the brush takes a life of its own.
    Do you know the night, has it kissed your cheek, have you felt the embrace of...
  2. Do You Know The Night?

    09/07/07 10:53:57 | 0 Comments

    Do you Know the Night?

    As the day ends and the earth slowly closes its eyes
    I feel the wet grass between my toes as I look to the horizon, like a ray from some futuristic movie; I see the last beam of light make its escape from the darkness.

    The night sounds come alive and movement in the brush takes a life of its own.
    Do you know the night, has it kissed your cheek, have you felt the embrace of...

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