Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.
Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.
It was recently that a coterie of deer camp, pheasant hunting and fishing buddies reconvened for some quality male-bonding time in the north woods.
Some time ago I vented a bit over the failure of the State Legislature to override Governor Doyle’s veto of a measure to return the appointment power of the DNR Secretary to the Natural Resources Board.
As our stay on Grand Isle drew to a close one of the fellas on the block said - Tom, you're a helluva fisherman. You fit right in with us folks. You even speak some French. You should buy a place down here.
If you clean a mess of fish there is a really good way to recycle all of the heads, guts and stuff that's left after you have retrieved your valuable and tasty fillets.
There is an old saying about a bad day of fishing being better than a good day at work. I'm not so sure about that since I happen to love both.
The Wisconsin League of Conservation Voters held their annual Conservation Lobby Day in Madison on Wednesday.