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Fishing with Grandpa Date: Sent Tuesday, September 25, 2001 Category: None

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My grandson and I were going fishing down at the river. It is admittedly a poor fishing spot but a good place to be together. As we approached, a young father and his son, about my grandson's age, were walking up the trail. My grandson piped up, "Did ya catch anything?"

Their response was a dejected negative. "My grandpa will. He always catches a fish," came my grandson's reply. I nodded at the young man and did my best to make a humble remark about exaggerated imaginations.

My line had a free running loop in it that I desperately needed to get rid of so I put a large lure on the line and cast out as far as I could. The man's son made a comment about how far out the line went. I remained quiet and reeled in the line watching it as it wound on my reel in proper manner. All of a sudden I got a strike. The first one I had gotten in the river in many years.

I reeled in a nice small mouth bass about 2 or 2 1/2 pounds. The young dad and his son ooohhed and aaahhed as they saw the fish come in. I knelt down and removed it from the hook and was just about to hand it to the youngster to take home with him when the bass wriggled just right and with a loud splash gained its freedom again.

The young man and his son moaned at the sight of the bass getting away. Just then, in a consoling voice, my grandson piped up, "That's OK. My grandpa always throws the little ones back!" No one spoke a word. The young man and his son quietly left. My tongue is still sore from biting it that day!

Received from Ted Toll.