My grandfather and father were part of a tradition (as am I) in which fishermen from Richmond and
surrounding counties took their prized catch to the hardware store in Augusta, Georgia to be
photographed for the Augusta Chronicle… or was it the Herald?

White Kitchens with his
eight-and- a-half- pound largemouth bass looks pleased. White always wore a tie, even in summertime,
and even when fishing. He had been president of two banks and founded a development company with
family members in Burke County. He saw it all evaporate in the inflation-fueled farm collapse of the
early 1920’s. A man ahead of his times, he had gone bust years before the Great Depression. He labored
on. His wife Tressie had become an invalid. following a stroke. His sons were busy finding
their places in the world. Fishing and hunting were his consolation.

When a bass slid from beneath
the lily pads and exploded onto the surface to take a top-water plug, the ensuing fight banished
all concerns.