Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Fish Story

I have a vague memory of this. I think it was at our house on Tar Springs Drive - maybe 1971. I do remember holding all those fish. That was back when Dad actually used night crawlers - ha ha! Well, at least that's what he claims. He's progressed to a lot of fancy doughs and pastes that smells real nice - to a fish anyway and scrapes the bottom of te Litte Wabash with nets. Doesn't matter -though - he keeps my freezer full! Now the fish just knock on his door when they get hungry.

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