Let’s Look Back – Abe Schiller Part 2

Abe Schiller was a man I was blessed to meet during my early days of fishing and writing about it.  I had the extreme good fortune to spend time with him on Lake Mead when that big lake was one of the world's best bass and crappie fishing spots. Photo Stan Fagerstrom.

Abe Schiller was a man I was blessed to meet during my early days of fishing and writing about it. I had the extreme good fortune to spend time with him on Lake Mead when that big lake was one of the world’s best bass and crappie fishing spots. Photo Stan Fagerstrom.

Does the name Abe Schiller ring any memory bells for you?

It very well might if you’re an old guy who has enjoyed as many birthdays as I have. You might even have known him better by the name “Mister Last Vegas” because that’s what he was often called when he was introduced here and there around the world more than half a century ago.

Much of the time he was called by that Las Vegas handle when he was riding a beautiful horse in parades like the annual Rose Parade in Portland, Oregon or the Tournament of Roses Parade in Los Angeles, California. He did it while majestically garbed in a Wild West outfit that included everything from sparkling boots to an eye-grabbing sombrero wilder than anything you’ve seen on the motion picture screens. [Read more…]