May 11, 2007

Fishing Memory

While reading John's blog about fishing with his Mom and Dad, I remember going fishing once with my Pap (Grandfather) and brother. I don't remember much, other than it was under the Boston Bridge in McKeesport, Pa. I don't remember catching anything, but my brother cast his line far enough out into the river that the flow pulled it to the left. There was an outgrowth in that direction, so we couldn't see the end of his line. As he began reeling, he felt a tug. Reeling became harder, and my Pap helped him pull in his catch.....

As the line grew shorter, the prize came into view.... A duck. Yeap, my brother had caught a duck with his fishing line. I think Pap packed everything up and we left right after that... :-)

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