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Good
morning!
Gone Fishin'
Benadryl doesn't work on 'em. Calamine lotion is ineffectual.
There is only one cure for "Fishing Pox"….. a pole and a line
and some water! I was unable to get out last year due to the
3-season porch project but Memorial Day weekend I finally get to
DO something about the urge to fish.
What is it about fishing that makes (some of) us crazy to get on
the water?
Is
it the deafening quiet or sound of a lone loon? Is the gentle
swaying of the boat reminiscent of being rocked in our mother's
arms? Is it the company of other fishers (past and present;
family and friends) that soothes like oatmeal on a cool morning?
Does the savory flavor of fresh fried fish dive us to sit in one
place long enough to require a Gold Bond powder treatment? Is it the
vibration of the rod in hand and sound of the words "fish on!"?
Does catching a fish produce the same chemical release
experienced by gamblers who win a pull or a pot? (Every fish is
a trophy… at least until you get it in the boat!)
I
believe that the answer to all of the questions above is "yes!"
While I am gone fishing I will take time to remember the reason
for the long weekend…. the brave men and women of the armed
services who are now gone. Protecting our country and our
freedom was a lofty ideal and one that we can all enjoy, not
just this weekend, but all of the time. (see
http://www1.va.gov/opa/feature/celebrate/memday.htm for the
origins of Memorial Day) We are free to live, vote, pray, speak,
write.... and fish!
Though he is now gone, "the first fish is for you Dad!"
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ps. Best answer this
week to the question "How are you?"
was "Going
to catch up on my sleep now that finals are over!"
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