Tag: fishing
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The One That Didn’t Get Away
Dad loved to fish. He also loved to tell a great story. Fishing was Dad’s method of getting away and decompressing. Having learned as a boy on a small farm in Texas, he’d find time and a place when needed. We’d accompany him on occasion. None of us were ever true fisherman, but watching him…
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You Should Have Seen What Got Away!
Watching it flop shouldn’t have bothered me. It did. I’m not a die-hard fisherman. A fish dying to return to water bothers me. We won’t eat it; it’s catch and release because of all the chemicals leeching into the water. Let him go! But everyone needed to see it. It was a big bass, about…
Tip of My Iceberg 