My father started taking me with him over 60 years ago. He and I did not fish together every time - he had a good friend, Ovid Birmingham, with whom he often went. However we always went together a couple of times a year. I was NOT at Woodstock with my friends because I was in Canada on the English River with him.
His last fishing trip, long after Ovid passed, was 1997 or 1998. He was over 80. We fished with Eldon?, the Gasville police officer who also guided. We targeted large Brown trout in the Red Bud Shoals area. Fortunately, he caught one in the seven pound range on that trip. As we drove home from the river to Tulsa, he told me, "Brother (for some reason he had always called me that), I am just too old for this anymore. That was a good last trip."