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Captain Dick

As I was writing the post about our trip to Holden Beach, I felt like I should explain a little more about my sweet uncle, Dick.  He is not a blood relative of mine, as he is married to my mother’s sister, but he certainly has always treated me as if we were.

He and my aunt met at Virginia Beach when he was in the Navy.  He later worked as an elementary school principal, and when I was younger, I remember thinking he must have been the nicest principal ever to exist.  I don’t know when it started, but at least all my life I’ve known this man to absolutely LOVE fishing.  I don’t know that I know of anyone who loves something so much as he loves to fish.

When I was growing up, our family would often rent a house at the beach for a week, and he’d go fishing all the time.  I have a very distinct memory, and it has to be one of my earliest ones because I had to be soooo young, of being at the beach and he and my dad and my brother and maybe another cousin and uncle or two were getting in the boat, and they were asking if I wanted to come.  I remember definitely NOT wanting to go, as I was scared of being in the boat in the water.  So, I stayed behind with my mom, and off they went fishing.  Each night, he’d cook the most delicious fish, crab, clams, whatever the day’s catch had been.  And french fries and hush puppies and oh my goodness, was it so yummy!

I don’t remember how old I was when my aunt and uncle bought their house at the lake, but I remember thinking how happy he must have been to be able to just walk through the backyard, jump in the boat, and go fishing whenever he wanted.

Sometimes, when we were younger, my brother and I’d stay at the lake with my aunt and uncle, and at night, he’d take us catfishing.  Well, sometimes both of us, but sometimes just me.  For a night owl like me, it was absolutely exhilarating.  Just the most fun.  After dinner, we’d go out in the boat, and he’d do all the work baiting the hooks and setting up our lines, and then we’d wait for the fish to bite.  There was lots of waiting.  We’d wait and sing.  “When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie…”  Wait and talk.  He’d teach me things like which side of the boat was starboard and which side was port.  He’d ask me what I thought about different things.  We’d wait on the peaceful, quiet lake in the light of the moon and watch for those rods to dip enough to know we had a big one.  Jump up and grab the rod and set the hook and reel that fish in!  He’d do all the work, but he’d always let me reel.  That was the most fun and exciting part, after all.  Then, we’d wait for the next one.  Wait and just sit.  Wait and fall asleep on the front of the boat.  Ok, maybe that was just me.  But, he’d just let me sleep.  Some of my fondest memories though, fishing with my Uncle Dick.  There’s just something about watching someone else do something they love so much.  For them to share it with you is truly priceless.  He was just doing what he loved to do, but the fact that he chose to bring me along is something I will probably never forget.

After he retired, he could have been content to fish all day, but he wasn’t.  He got his Captain’s license.  This is a man who had once almost completed a PhD program, and he said the captain’s test was the hardest test he’s ever taken.

So, a few weeks ago when we were at Holden Beach, I was so excited for Jake to be able to come fishing with us so I could show off my sweet uncle in action.  It was only about the third time Jake’d ever been fishing, and his first time going in the ocean on a boat.  First time driving a boat, too.  Dick still did all the work baiting the hooks and setting up our lines, and I was just so proud as we waited for some fish to bite.  And then I caught the first fish.  And then we all took turns reeling them in.  I may have even fallen asleep on the boat on the way back home.  And Jake had a blast.

As much as Dick loves fishing, you’d think that’s all there was to him.  But, it isn’t.  He’s also an artist.  He paints beautiful watercolors, and can carve anything out of a piece of wood.  He absolutely loves animals.  He’s one of the funniest people I know.  He is one of those people that can say something funny with the straightest face.  I cannot imagine him angry or upset, though I’m told it has happened before.  He is just one of the sweetest, most patient people I know.


And Dick, if you’re reading this, I love ya!


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Holden Beach, NC

My aunt and uncle have had a beach house at Holden Beach, NC for years.  I can’t believe it, but I had never been to it until a month or so ago when my brother flew in from Phoenix to go spend a week with my mom, Jake, and me at a house we rented right down the street from theirs.

We spent lots of time just visiting with each other, shopping in nearby Southport, doing some knitting (well that was just me and Mom, but I finished a sweater that I’d been working on for forever!) and eating some of the best food ever.  We cooked dinner each night, but Sunday for lunch, my uncle Dick treated Jake and me to lunch at the Provision Co.  It was the perfect little waterfront beach restaurant.  I had conch fritters… yum!  And it was so good, my mom and I ate at the one in Southport later that week when we went shopping there.  We ate lots and lots of yummy seafood that week, and my brother, Max, treated us all to his specialty one night… jambalaya!  It was the first time I’d had it, and I must admit, it was pretty good.  We also got a bonus visit later in the week from my cousin and his girlfriend.

Max, Jake, and I bought fishing licenses early in the week so we could go fishing with my uncle.  The guy at the tackle shop was pretty grumpy about having to issue our licenses, and he explained that he only gets 6% of the $10 license fee.  And it took him a pretty significant amount of time to enter all of our information.  Jake was only able to stay through Tuesday, and about an hour and a half after he left the beach, Max and I realized he still had our licenses in his wallet where he’d put them for our fishing excursion.  So, I called him and asked him to mail them to us at my aunt and uncle’s house in case they’d get there quickly enough for us to use them at the end of the week.  After that, we just decided we’d go see what it cost to just have them reissued.  Turns out, the reissuance fee was $5, and the tackle shop guy must get a larger percentage of that, because he was infinitely happier to see us return.  All of that to say, we had a great time fishing with Uncle (Captain) Dick, and it was more than worth the extra expense.  Oh yeah, and I showed ’em all how it’s done and caught the first fish.  And our original fishing licenses arrived in the mail on Friday, our next to last day.

Before Jake left on Tuesday, we all had a little family photo shoot in an attempt to get a good shot for both my mom’s and our Christmas cards this year.  Some of the photos are hilarious, but could also be a you-had-to-be-there thing.  Anyway, we won’t share the Christmas card shots yet, but enjoy these other photos from our week at Holden.

From left to right is my aunt Becca, my mom, Max, me, Dick, and Jake:

A surprisingly good photo of the two of us:


Good times!  Anyone else out there ever been to Holden Beach?

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As I first mentioned here, we spent the week of Labor Day at Litchfield Beach with Jake’s mom and dad.  We enjoyed a relaxing week walking on the beach, swimming in the pool, and eating delicious food.  Here are some pics!

This is the view from our balcony at the beach.  Isn’t it awesome!?

We decided to do a little walking down the beach and took this picture along the way.  This is Jake with his beach beard.

While walking down the beach, we came upon copious amounts of wildlife!  The starfish were everywhere!  It was amazing how many we saw.  Daddy Dan had to save a few because they had flipped over… he is our hero!

Did you know that they can move so much?  The starfish were washed up on the beach and as the tide went out, they scrambled towards the water.  When that didn’t work, they would bury themselves in the sand and wait for the goodness of the ocean to return and wash them back out to sea.  It was truly one of the neatest things ever.

How cool are starfish?  Have you ever run across them at the beach?  Anyone else ever been to Litchfield?  Peaceful little beach, that one.

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My dad and I used to ride around the back country roads (some of them not paved) looking for muscadine vines. You may ask yourself, “What in the world is a muscadine vine and why were the Sherbert boys looking for one?” Well… a muscadine is a little southern ‘fruit’ with a seed (pit) in the middle of it. You can think of them as big grapes. They usually climb up and around trees, thus the reason for us driving around finding them. Once you find a muscadine vine, you will realize that most of the little fruits are up in the trees. Although daunting, it is relatively simple to obtain access to the fruit. You pull down part of the vine, not off the tree, just pull it down so you can grab the muscadine fruit then let it go so that it may continue to flourish for next season.

There is a larger form of the muscadine called the scupperdine (scuppernong). Both of the vines look very similar. Here is what a vine looks like:

As you can see, this is a domesticated scupperdine vine. Some people even make scupperdine wine to ease their troubled minds on a rough day. This is a southern form of high society drinking. Haha!

There is a total of 2 scupperdine planted at the base of the trellis. They group up and around the structure clinging to anything and everything…

Have you ever had scupperdine/scuppernong wine?

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with another tale to spin!

Who remembers the cartoon Talespin??  I used to love that show when I was younger.  Anyway, I thought that line from the theme song was kind of appropriate since…

On October 10, 2010, I married the love of my life and best friend, and I became a Sherbert.  I’m Lindsay, and my husband is Jake.  And this is the Sherbert Report.  Now that the wedding, honeymoon, and holidays are behind us, we’ve decided to start a blog where we can document our lives together and tell our tale.  Come along and follow all of our adventures and fun times, and join us along this journey called marriage!

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