Yup, me too... this time of year especially, I still look for him when I drive by my pond on my way home to lunch... last few years of his life, Pat, his daughter, would drive him up to the pond, pack him a lunch and a beach chair for him, and set him there for a few hours mid-day... he'd always catch some trout... used to go say hi, once in a while, he'd be snoozing in the warm sun, all bundled up, most days,....... I'll never forget, I'm coming up on him one noontime, he's snoozing.. fish takes his bait, he sets the hook, without even waking up,
all reflex... I keep hearing the drag peel, finally he opens his eyes... little smile, and he starts reeling......
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