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Wednesday, January 8, 2025
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Q: What will you never forget about Joseph?
A: This a TRUE story about a young and upcoming fisherman. It happened on or about 8 Jul 2003.
My sons Matt & Martin and I were visiting my parents (Ken & Judy) at their home in White River, approximately 200 miles north of Sault Ste Marie, where Grandma’s cooking and fishing are second to none. Martin, eight years old at the time, was the proud owner of a Zeller’s ‘special’ fishing rod & reel as when it comes to beginners, attention span and BIG pike- more rods have been broken or lost.
This particular day found us on Round Lake with two boats, my oldest son Matt, Grandpa Ken and I in one boat and my nephew Joe, our friend Jeremy and Martin in the other. As we were heading up the river that flows out from the lake I warned Martin to hang on to his rod at all times as the pike can reach 25 pounds or more and they will yank the rod right out of your hands if you’re not paying attention.
Most of you can attest to the fact that when it comes to a confined group (in a boat) of boys, the youngest one gets the dirty job. In this case Martin was tasked to sit in the middle boat seat so that he could net all the fish, doesn’t sound like a dirty job but like I mentioned we were up north and the walleye and pike were cooperating very well this day- therefore Martin was extremely busy handling the net, port side, starboard side, at the stern or in the bow. Martin kept positioning his rod the best he could. Then it happened.
In a blink of an eye with his rod strategically balanced across his legs and while netting a fish for Joe, Mr. Ole Pike came along and overboard went Martin’s rod like an arrow. It was one of those rare occasions where we all watch an incident slowly develop- like a rod disappearing, but can’t do anything except yell to help, it was too late. It didn’t take long for Martin’s tears to flow and to make matters worse no one brought a spare rod. However after some stern convincing from everyone (all males) that tears won’t bring the rod back Martin continued with his task of netting, although reluctantly. Then the second incident happened.
Joe, a very competent fisherman, couldn’t believe his eyes. There on the fish finder’s screen was a larger fish with a thin line and ball trailing behind it. Thinking that he was seeing things he motioned to Jeremy to confirm. Jeremy also couldn’t believe it. Martin had NO knowledge of what was taking place. To Joe’s credit he quietly hauled in the anchor allowing the boat to drift closer to the location of the suspect. His next cast- STRIKE!- holy shite he thought as he starting reeling in- fish on, Martin grab the net he said. Now by this time Joe was really convinced that he had that guilty pike hooked but the pike had one final trick left. As Joe reeled the fish closer Martin positioned the net and called out “walleye” as the fish entered the net. Joe couldn’t believe it, how disappointing.
Then the third incident happened.
As Martin raised the net slowly- remember he is only eight and tears are still rolling down his cheeks, this pike comes sailing at about 100 knots out of no where right into the net attempting to snatch supper away from Martin. While all three males stand in disbelief, shock and speechless with two fish securely netted- a rather large pike with a small walleye clamped between its jaws- up pops Martin’s rod. So in a matter of a few seconds Joe's boaters landed two fish, one used Zeller’s rod and a memory for a lifetime.
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Nathan Hatton posted a condolence
Tuesday, January 7, 2025
I am deeply sorry to hear of Joe’s passing. I fondly remember his time in White River during high school. He had a great sense of understated, dry humour. Joe will be missed.
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Monday, January 6, 2025
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So many evenings spent talking fishing...we were all good at it!
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Monday, January 6, 2025
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Q: What will you never forget about Joseph?
A: This a TRUE story about a young and upcoming fisherman and how his cousin Joe saved the day . It happened on or about 8 Jul 2003.
My sons Matt & Martin and I were visiting my parents at their home in White River, approximately 200 miles north of Sault Ste Marie, where Grandma’s cooking and fishing are second to none. Martin, eight years old at the time, was the proud owner of a Zeller’s ‘special’ fishing rod & reel as when it comes to beginners, attention span and BIG pike- more rods have been broken or lost.
This particular day found us on Round Lake with two boats, my oldest son Matt, Grandpa Ken and I in one boat and Joe, our friend Jeremy and Martin in the other. As we were heading up the river that flows out from the lake, I warned Martin to hang on to his rod at all times as the pike can reach 25 pounds or more and they will yank the rod right out of your hands if you’re not paying attention.
Most of you can attest to the fact that when it comes to a confined group (in a boat) of boys, the youngest one will get the dirty job. In this case Martin was tasked to sit in the middle boat seat so that he could net all the fish, doesn’t sound like a dirty job but like I mentioned we were up north and the walleye and pike were cooperating very well this day which kept Martin was extremely busy handling the net, port side, starboard side, at the stern or in the bow..., Martin kept positioning his rod the best he could. Then it happened.
In a blink of an eye with his rod strategically balanced across his legs and while netting a fish for cousin Joe, Mr. Ole Pike came along and overboard went Martin’s rod like an arrow. It was one of those rare occasions where we all watch an incident slowly develop- like a rod disappearing, but can’t do anything except yell to help, it was too late. It didn’t take long for Martin’s tears to flow and to make matters worse no one brought a spare rod. However, after some stern convincing from everyone (all males) that tears won’t bring the rod back Martin continued with his task of netting although reluctantly. Then the second incident happened.
Joe, a very competent fisherman, couldn’t believe his eyes. There on the fish finder’s screen was a rather large fish with a thin line and ball trailing behind it. Thinking that he was seeing things he motioned to Jeremy to confirm. Jeremy also couldn’t believe it. Martin had NO knowledge of what was taking place. To Joe’s credit he quietly hauled in the anchor allowing the boat to drift closer to the location of the guilty suspect. His next cast- STRIKE!- holy sheet he thought as he starting reeling in- fish on, Martin grab the net he said. Now by this time Joe was really convinced that he had that guilty pike hooked but the pike had one final trick left. As Joe reeled the fish closer Martin positioned the net and called out “walleye” as the fish entered the net. Joe couldn’t believe it, how disappointing.
Then the third incident happened.
As Martin raised the net slowly- remember he is only eight and tears are still rolling down his cheeks, this pike comes sailing at about 100 knots out of no where right into the net attempting to snatch a walleye snack away from Martin. While all three males stand in disbelief, shock and speechless with two fish securely netted- a rather large pike with a small walleye clamped between its jaws- up pops Martin’s rod. So in a matter of a few seconds Martin landed two fish, one used Zeller’s rod and a memory for a lifetime. Thank you cousin Joe!
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Monday, January 6, 2025
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Q: What was Joseph really good at?
A: Ode to my nephew Joe
The time has come, God has said, to fish where they always bite,
With many boats, lakes and friends to choose…, it will be such a sight.
Of northern pike, speckled trout, and your favourite walleye,
With moose or deer on distant shorelines, loons and eagles in the sky.
No more pain or worries, just need to watch for surface feeding rings,
With no repellent to lather on as there are no bug biting things.
Where there are no limits, and size does not matter whether large or small,
With over-filled tackle boxes and bait buckets, you will have it all.
Cast out hard as many times as you can Joe, there is no such things as being late,
With all the free time to be had you will not mind losing that special fire-tiger bait.
You will be missed by many fishers, especially on the opening day of May,
With us knowing you will be OK now, on a special moment you can bet that we will hear you say, “I'M GOIN' FISHIN” for the day.
M. Fuller (with assistance from the WWW
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Kevin Ferrigan posted a condolence
Sunday, January 5, 2025
We are going to miss you Joe but god wanted you in heaven because he wanted you to tell your friends how you caught those beautiful fish.
You also deserved your heavenly reward for the brave fighter you were
against cancer. The world is a better place because you were here with us to keep us smiling and happy. Rest in peace
Kevin and Lisa Ferrigan
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Friday, January 3, 2025
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Richard Desbiens posted a condolence
Tuesday, December 24, 2024
Our deepest condolences to all Joe's family and friends...may he rest in Peace.
Richard & Ruby
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Rheo & Noella Shank posted a condolence
Tuesday, December 24, 2024
Our deepest condolences to you all , and prayers are with you all at this difficult time.. May he rest in peace.
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Lorraine Lemieux posted a condolence
Tuesday, December 24, 2024
My thoughts and prayers are with his family and friends in these difficult times. May he rest in peace.
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James and Heather Fuller planted a tree in memory of Joseph Anglehart
Monday, December 23, 2024
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Tim and Jo-Anne Caddel planted a tree in memory of Joseph Anglehart
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Monday, December 23, 2024
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Tim Caddel posted a condolence
Monday, December 23, 2024
I remember meeting Joe when he was 7 years old up at Peshu Lake)/Wenebegon chutes during the Summer of 1984. I was starting my career with MNR on a fire crew attending the 1984 NER Fire Crew COMPETITION up north on hwy 129. Joe was having a hay day at 7 years old seeing and experiencing all the fire fighters compete for the top prize. Joe attending the event with his Grampa, Big Ken Fuller( NER Fire Training Specialist)...the days were different back then when kids could tag along with their Dads or Grandpas to see first hand how firefighting was done, remarkable experiences for a young fella to see first hand. Joe would get pretty excited when the helicopter was close by he thought that they were the coolest thing! On top of all the cool machinery he got to see and being able to chat with all the fire fighters and top brass in the fire program and MNR...he also got to rub elbows with them during chow time at meal times. Joe also got to experience the selection of chocolate bars that were kept on hand for energy boosts( Thinking back Joe didn't need the extra energy haha).. I will say what I can remember Joe thought his Grampa Ken was the coolest cat at the competition and not hard to tell that Grampa Ken was his hero !
Joe grew up and matured into a hard working talented man, smart and courageous.. I admired his work ethic and his tight family loyalties...I will miss his infectious laugh and sense of humour...
My thoughts and prayers are with his wife Joelle and his Family!
GOD BLESS
Tim Caddel
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Jo-Anne Caddel posted a condolence
Monday, December 23, 2024
I will always remember Joe as one of the most positive, funniest, honest and loving people I have ever met. I will always hold him close to my heart❤️
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