What if the Night Gets Snappy?

What if the Night Gets Snappy?
It's Okey-Dokey if the Fish Bite

A Fish Story by Bob Wallace, Times Staff Photographer.

So what's a pair of chilly hands? Nothing. As long as a guy and a gal snag a bluegill or two. This seems to be the cheerful sentiment of Mr. and Mrs. Jack Dyer, 1028 S. Tremont St., who joined local Isaac Walton's last evening for a bit of piscatorial pleasure at Oaklandon Dam.

Maybe Floyd Sendmeyer, 1125 Park Ave., looks a bit forlorn because the finny residents of Oaklandon's waters seem to ignore his tasty offering. "tut shucks," Floyd observed in true sportsman spirit, "one of 'em is sure to take a nibble at my bait." Floyd's luck did change after this picture was taken.

"Gee, Daddy, this is fun." Despite night chill, 6-year-old Judy Boots, and her daddy, Robert, 1147 N. Emerson Ave., stuck to their fishing chores at the Oaklandon Dam. Their patience was rewarded with this fine catch. Large haul moved Judy to observe that "fishin's more fun then dolls."

Neither age nor sex is a barrier to real fishing enthusiasts. Here we find Mrs. Cora Scarborough, 6759 Massachusetts Ave., intent on the movement of her bobber. Overcoat helped stave off brisk wind blowing across reservoir. The food? Oh, that's just in case the session lasts throughout the night.

The Gordon L. Dressler family, 1425 Olive St., were too busy with the serious business of fishing to turn on their most photogenic smile for the cameraman. But they did have a fair amount of luck from their bridge position. Mama's on the left, Thomas, 8, is next, then comes Pop, and Mary, 7.

Fishin' down Noblesville way must be pretty bad, because it prompted Harry B. White to forsake his hometown for a spot at Oaklandon. Mr. White, obviously a determined member of the fishing fraternity, puffs nervously on his cigaret while waiting for a "big 'un" to dive with his lure.