You only think you’ve got it bad until you’ve
seen what a catfish noodler has to do.
The smell and the dirt stuck with me until I
could take a shower and free myself of it.
I was working in the field long before the use of vinyl gloves was so
common. Even though I used waterless hand cleaner after each job and scrubbed my
hands with a pumice stone when I got home until they were a bloody pulp, the results
were marginal at best.