Dale Earnhardt Sr.
27-Sep-2005
Written by: Jason Duncan
Fishing with Dale
At a Halloween party in Hanover, MI, I met Dale Earnhardt Sr. He has a relative who was there and he was staying in a camper at the party. The next morning I woke up to to a yell and a few choice words. I exited the tent I was sleeping in to find Dale on the bank of the pond with a lure stuck in his hand. I was standing there dumbfounded watching him pull the hook from his hand. After a few minutes of gauking, he ordered me to go into his camper and get his other pole. I brought it back to him and shyly walked away. He said, "Where the hell are you going, cast it in the pond, son." I stood there fishing next to Dale for about an hour not saying a word. He finally looked to me and said, "Not a damn bite, but I love the peaceful sound of quiet." I handed him his pole and he got in the truck and pulled off. He died the next year.
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