My grandfather was born and raised in the tiny town of Nauvoo near Dyersburg, Tennessee. Like many poor southern families the Butler clan moved north to find work in the 1940s. Unable to let go of his southern roots, grandpa made frequent trips home to visit friends and family. During those trips, the boys would usually find time to fish for bluegills, or as they called them “bream”, at Reelfoot Lake. I was able to accompany him on some of these trips, building a strong affection for those sweet tasting panfish filets.