January 27, 2014
I don’t fish. Never have really. Oh, my dad tried. We went “fishing” many times when I was a kid but I never really took to it. I’d fidget. I’d run up and down the beach. I’d dig in the sand. Pretty much everything but fish. If we went out in the boat to fish I couldn’t do that either. I would rock the boat enough to make the hardiest old salt quea...
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