From the time I was strong enough to hold the old "Snoopy" pole that I got for my third birthday, my grandfather took me fishing with him. I couldn't even sit still for even two minutes. I still remember how he would help me into that old aluminum boat with a fifteen horsepower Mercury. He would hand me the sandwiches grandma made us, my thermos of hot chocolate, his thermos of coffee, the tackle box and rods, the bait, and boat cushions before he'd climb into the boat himself. There was always a little water in the boat, so he would take his milk jug with the bottom cut off to scoop it out. I realize now that we really weren't going that fast, but to a five year old, that little boat flew down that river. Once we…
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