They grow up fast. David has joined the elite ranks of fly fishermen. Mom called me at work today and said David was "dying to go fishing." I came home on the early bus and grabbed a spinning rod for David and a fly rod for me. Trouble was he wasn't interested in the spinning rod this evening. I pleaded with him to use it to no avail; he had to get a fish on the fly. He has developed an unorthodox, but effective back cast. Within a few minutes he had hooked a nice little bluegill. Way to go buddy!
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