Tales from the Parking Lot

About the Book

This is a collection of tales about nature, fishing, adventure, humor, history, and dumb teenage acts. All is true, at least as I remember things. Don’t expect the Great American Novel, or for that matter a true biography. You’ll find out a lot about me as it is, as you read. This is necessary to help you understand where these tales are coming from. I’m not sure myself, but I had a lot of fun living these tales.

About the Author

ABOUT THE AUTHOR Born in 1933 near the end of the Great Depression, the youngest of five, with three brothers and a sister, the oldest. We lived at the edge of a small town in a rural setting with a ball field and stream in the hollow out back. At the age of four or five, after pestering my brother, Bob, for some time, he made me a fishing rod from a broom handle and a clothes hanger, with a spool for a reel. Through the years I graduated from a casting outfit to a spinning rod, then to a fly rod. Though I prefer the fly rod and flies, I still use all, including ice fishing gear. Fly fishing for trout is my main gig, but all fishing takes me to the outdoors, which is the real lure. The parking lots and stream banks are where most of these tales came from. D. Sieber