Gone fishin’
I really don’t think I have to explain myself to those reading this blog how much I love to fish. It’s been a pastime of mine since I was a little boy. My dad taught me at an early age how to throw an artificial worm…and after catchin my first bass on lake Claiborne as a young lad I was hooked. (i’m so punny) So, coming half way across the world didn’t stop me from pursuing a life-long passion. And lucky for me It just so happened that the pastor of this small little Italian church also likes to wet a line from time to time. Although I won’t show you any pics of my first Orata i caught, which fought like a bull, I hope you see in this pic the secret of fishin. It’s not about how many you catch, but about the good times with friends.
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I am so glad you and your friend had a good time fishing, your picture is just beautiful. You have been blessed my lad in so many ways.
mom