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I thought it had something to do with fish.My Mom's family is mostly Swede and Norwegian. My Dad's side is mostly Finn, with a slight bit of Swede. If you spend time in northern MN, you will come to learn that the Finns are the brunt of all ethnic jokes. They were the last to land in MN, so all the good jobs were taken by the Swedes and Norwegians. Thus the old statement, "Get a Finn to do it. Those dumb bastards will do anything."
Never missing a chance to ridicule me, my Mom's two youngest brothers, both of whom were close to my age, my Finn heritage became a prime target for them to make sure I understood that their Norwegian and Swede mix was far superior to my Finn mongrelism.
I quickly sprouted past them in size. By the time I was age 8 and they were 9 and 11, I was three or four inches taller. I thus became nicknamed by them as "The Big Finn." Then they started making Tom Sawyer jokes of me, as my Dad had a serious drinking problem, the same as Twain's fictional Huckleberry Finn. At times I was also known as "Huck." When I would catch fish, they would call my catch "The Big Fins," making a joke on the words.
When @Moosie started this forum, I had just come back from a trip to Alaska, where these uncles now live. Time had passed, but to them I am still "The Big Finn." So, with that name still fresh in my mind, that is the handle I started using here, albeit, spelled slightly differently.
To those college roommates that spent time with me, and these two uncles also as roommates, I am often referred to simply as "Finn."
Not sure if the handle makes any sense 20 years after joining the forum, but like a lot of names, once you go with it, that's what you're stuck with. So, Big Fin it is. Thanks to my Mom's brothers, Jimmer (Gregory James) and Boog (David Wayne).
Missed that one by a mile. I figured it was a warning to these yahoos that post nonsensical and offensive things that you were always a circling shark ready to boot them. Glad I’m not a yahoo.My Mom's family is mostly Swede and Norwegian. My Dad's side is mostly Finn, with a slight bit of Swede. If you spend time in northern MN, you will come to learn that the Finns are the brunt of all ethnic jokes. They were the last to land in MN, so all the good jobs were taken by the Swedes and Norwegians. Thus the old statement, "Get a Finn to do it. Those dumb bastards will do anything."
Never missing a chance to ridicule me, my Mom's two youngest brothers, both of whom were close to my age, my Finn heritage became a prime target for them to make sure I understood that their Norwegian and Swede mix was far superior to my Finn mongrelism.
I quickly sprouted past them in size. By the time I was age 8 and they were 9 and 11, I was three or four inches taller. I thus became nicknamed by them as "The Big Finn." Then they started making Tom Sawyer jokes of me, as my Dad had a serious drinking problem, the same as Twain's fictional Huckleberry Finn. At times I was also known as "Huck." When I would catch fish, they would call my catch "The Big Fins," making a joke on the words.
When @Moosie started this forum, I had just come back from a trip to Alaska, where these uncles now live. Time had passed, but to them I am still "The Big Finn." So, with that name still fresh in my mind, that is the handle I started using here, albeit, spelled slightly differently.
To those college roommates that spent time with me, and these two uncles also as roommates, I am often referred to simply as "Finn."
Not sure if the handle makes any sense 20 years after joining the forum, but like a lot of names, once you go with it, that's what you're stuck with. So, Big Fin it is. Thanks to my Mom's brothers, Jimmer (Gregory James) and Boog (David Wayne).
My wife accuses me of planting them, every time i see one driving down the road.My wife gave me mine. Driving on the highway at 70 miles an hour I spotted a shed antler off in a field. She proclaimed I have antlerradar, right after she told me to keep my eyes on the road.
ESCANABA in Da Moonlight! My “neck of the woods.”And he’s got an Uncle Jimmer! View attachment 231198
No joke, I do a ceremony before every hunt that begins with that entire speech about Da moon. An I ain’t ever even been to Escanaba!ESCANABA in Da Moonlight! My “neck of the woods.”
ESCANABA in Da Moonlight! My “neck of the woods.”
Only the best hunting movie ever. Period.No joke, I do a ceremony before every hunt that begins with that entire speech about Da moon. An I ain’t ever even been to Escanaba!
Stereo of pipesFinal and favorite. I miss walking out to the garage and listening to its stereo or pipes. Full circle to noharley.
SameRevisiting this thread in the morning shows me I need to stop drinking. Or at least drinking and HuntTalking.
Nada mo nada mo! ehhhhh buckless—gonna get a buck this year EHHH hahaha the BEST!!! Love that shit!Only the best hunting movie ever. Period.
Once if by land....He British?
My Mom's family is mostly Swede and Norwegian. My Dad's side is mostly Finn, with a slight bit of Swede. If you spend time in northern MN, you will come to learn that the Finns are the brunt of all ethnic jokes. They were the last to land in MN, so all the good jobs were taken by the Swedes and Norwegians. Thus the old statement, "Get a Finn to do it. Those dumb bastards will do anything."
Never missing a chance to ridicule me, my Mom's two youngest brothers, both of whom were close to my age, my Finn heritage became a prime target for them to make sure I understood that their Norwegian and Swede mix was far superior to my Finn mongrelism.
I quickly sprouted past them in size. By the time I was age 8 and they were 9 and 11, I was three or four inches taller. I thus became nicknamed by them as "The Big Finn." Then they started making Tom Sawyer jokes of me, as my Dad had a serious drinking problem, the same as Twain's fictional Huckleberry Finn. At times I was also known as "Huck." When I would catch fish, they would call my catch "The Big Fins," making a joke on the words.
When @Moosie started this forum, I had just come back from a trip to Alaska, where these uncles now live. Time had passed, but to them I am still "The Big Finn." So, with that name still fresh in my mind, that is the handle I started using here, albeit, spelled slightly differently.
To those college roommates that spent time with me, and these two uncles also as roommates, I am often referred to simply as "Finn."
Not sure if the handle makes any sense 20 years after joining the forum, but like a lot of names, once you go with it, that's what you're stuck with. So, Big Fin it is. Thanks to my Mom's brothers, Jimmer (Gregory James) and Boog (David Wayne).