By Joe Cermele
Though this spoon, entered into the vintage tackle contest by Niki Christopher, isn't any different from a modern Dardevle, I really dug the story that came with it. It's a bit long, but I think many of you probably have similar stories, and this one was rather touching. Niki writes:
This spoon is one of three of a set I gave my dad for Father’s Day when I was somewhere between 5 and 10 years old. To get the set, I had to send in labels from Brylcreem hair tonic. My dad didn’t use it, so I enlisted the help of my uncle and a neighbor who did. After dad died in 1979, I ended up with some of his fishing tackle, and found two of the Brylcreem Royal Spoons in his tackle box. I carried them in my tackle box for years and used them occasionally. My young daughter steadfastly refused to use them, for fear she would lose a family treasure, but I continued to use one now and then to honor my dad. I lost one of them on my last spin-fishing trip to Colorado, and decided to retire the last one remaining. I keep it on my fly-tying desk now. I realize this isn’t a pristine antique lure in “new-in-box” condition, but it is an heirloom to me: a warm reminder of the daddy who taught me how to fish.