Last year’s Mother’s Day was quite eventful. I was 41 weeks pregnant, past my due date, and scheduled to be induced in a couple of days. Or, in other words, just plain miserable.
That all changed a few minutes before 6:30 p.m, when my water broke. Luckily, I had had the foresight to pack the car earlier in the day when I was having irregular contractions and had never gotten around to taking my bags back out.
We hopped in the car and sped to the hospital. You would probably be surprised to hear you can make it from the Gov. Thomas Johnson Bridge to CalvertHealth Medical Center in less than 20 minutes if you really try. The baby that made me a mom for the fifth time arrived less than an hour after we got in the car.
It would be hard to beat the excitement of that Mother’s Day. But this year was a contender.
Most of the time I have my husband read my columns before I submit them to my editor. While — after 15 years of marriage — my husband still doesn’t know the difference between your and you’re, he’s pretty sharp when it comes to proofreading for clarity and content.
Since I know he’ll be reading my column, every once in a while I’ll put in a suggestion that I hope he’ll pick up on. That method has not always been successful, though, since for two years in a row now I have not unwrapped a Henry Golden Boy on Christmas morning.
So, imagine my surprise this past Sunday when I ripped the wrapping paper off a heavy box and saw the words “Henry: Made in America or Not Made at All.” Inside was a shiny new Golden Boy lever action rifle.
I’ve shared before about my fond memories of plinking .22s in the backyard with my dad and sister. As much as I enjoyed that pastime as a kid, as an adult I have never owned my own .22 caliber rifle. On several occasions I’ve had the opportunity to use my brother-in-law’s Golden Boy and I’ve always wanted one for myself.
The Golden Boy is the quintessential rifle of the American Wild West, and no collection is complete without such a piece of traditional American-made weaponry.
You can buy all sorts of different types of lever action rifles, or what I like to think of as the cowboy style, but Henry is one of the few that are 100% made in the USA. After all, who would want a cowboy rifle that’s made elsewhere?
This one is inscribed with a special Mother’s Day message from my husband and kids. I imagine that it will become a family heirloom one day.
As an outdoors enthusiast who likes spending time with my husband and kids target shooting, I can’t think of many other gifts that would be as fulfilling. I’ve got a piece of American-made steel that I’ve long been interested in and it includes a sweet message from the loves of my life.
Now, if my husband is reading this, I’ve always wanted a white Jeep Wrangler Sahara edition.
Fishin’ buddies derby produces winners
On May 4, 66 teams competed for bragging rights and trophies at the annual spring fishin’ buddies derby at Gilbert Run Park in Dentsville. It was a humid, overcast day, with temperatures in the 70s, the perfect day for fishing at the lake.
More than 600 fish were reeled in, measured and released back into the water to fight another day.
An impressive 406 bluegill, 84 bass and 123 crappie were tallied up in less than four hours. Usually there’s an odd catfish or leftover spring-stocked trout included in the day’s catch, but not this year.
The team of Liam and Wil Nelson led the pack when it came to the age 6- to 10-year-old boat division. The duo picked up awards for both largest bluegill and most bluegill along with largest crappie.
Aubrey and Michelle Petrow also picked up multiple wins in the categories for largest crappie and most crappie in the age 11-15 bank division. Brittany Gordon and Steve King were formidable opponents in the age 11-15 bank division, going home with trophies for largest bluegill, largest bass and most bass.
Tyvon and Lawrence Chase had the formula down for catching crappie from shore. They were the winners for both largest crappie and most crappie in the age 11-15 bank division.
In an event with 66 teams competing, not everyone can go home with a trophy, but everyone went home with their hands a little smellier and their pants a little dirtier and also a lot happier after spending a few hours fishing with family and friends at the park.
Congratulations to the winners and to all the kids parents, and mentors for coming out to fish. And kudos to Anthony Hancock, manager at Gilbert Run Park, and his staff, along with the Charles County Department of Recreation, Parks and Tourism for organizing this annual community event.