Project:
Book Fishing has always
been a passion of mine. As a young boy my father and I would often share
time by driving to one of the many picturesque bodies of water that surround
our central New York home where we would spend the day fishing. There
we would relax, share some laughs, enjoy nature and occasionally even
catch a fish. My father was not exactly an expert angler or outdoorsman.
We didn't have a boat and our tackle seldom consisted of more than a sinker
and a simple hook tipped with a worm that we most likely had plucked from
our own yard the night before. Many times while I would sit anxiously
awaiting a tap at the end of my line, my father would give me cursing
lessons as he worked a tangled mess of line line on his ten dollar reel.
Douglas Lloyd |
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