We lost a good one.
Wish we were talking about a grander,
but in his way, he was.
We called him the King.
But as kings go he was more "no shirt, no shoes, no problem" than any you'd imagine.
Jim Sculley was a part of Rudee Inlet and had a big hand in giving us what we have today.
She won't want to mention it, but our girl Paula probably wouldn't be here putting this all together without him--he is the one who had enough faith in a 24 year old girl to make her the Dockmaster at Fisherman's Wharf Marina, couple of years back...
Thanks Jim.
We owe you still and we miss you more.
Hearts go out to the Sculley family--Ingrid, Jimmy, Sissy and all the rest who loved him.
Used to be a good joke that every time Jim left town the blue marlin would start snappin...It got bad enough that he stopped calling for fishing reports after he got on a plane--got him too worked up.
They'll probably show up here in a day or two....we'll get one for you--wish you were here.
