No matter how big and bad they think they've become, My kid LOVES to go fishin with Dad! I've taken him with me since he was 4. Once we were visiting cousins that lived on Lake Champlain, Reese was about 7, he had a can of worms as bait and that kid stayed on the dock fishing for 6 straight hours without moving, except to proudly hold up his fish to me.!!
He turns 21 in October, he's a Junior in College. He DID very well saving money this Summer for the Fall Semester. The times we spent together fishing can never be taken away from us.
I know this is a strange Retro-Wednesday post, but of all the images that I'll EVER take with me to my grave, our times spent together fishing will always make me feel like I've accomplished something in this all too brief existence that we call life..