Welcome to the first in my Friday Phlog series! This week’s photo features an old picture of my oldest son, the Tominator (aka the Terrific Tomcat). This photo commemorates his very first fishing trip at his great-aunt Sandy’s house. She and her husband live in a beautiful gated community dotted with ponds that are kept fully stocked. When we were visiting them for their 25th anniversary luau (complete with un lechon – that’s roast suckling pig for those of you not in the know), my darling baby boy was treated to his first fishing trip in one of the ponds near Sandy’s gorgeous house.
Every time he dropped his line in the water – and I do mean every time – he pulled it out with a fish attached to the end. At one point, a fish jumped out of the water to get the worm hovering just above the surface. The fish were all too small to keep, so we practiced the catch-and-release method, although I ended the excursion with a serious craving for some good ol’ fried fish like my dad used to make. I tried to fry fish once. It didn’t go well. I don’t think I’ll try it again.
Anyway, he had so much fun fishing that a couple of weeks later, I bought him a life jacket and took him out to Union Grove Lake to try his luck again. We were there for ten minutes before he proclaimed to anyone who would listen (namely, me, as I was the only person within earshot) that he was bored and he wanted to go home and fishing at Aunt Sandy’s was way more fun. See, fishing at Aunt Sandy’s had spoiled him. Fishing at Aunt Sandy’s showed him what it’s supposed to be like, minus the ideal of actually getting to keep them. Fishing at Union Grove demonstrated the reality of fishing – endless hours spent staring at each other while fighting the temptation to reel your line in and cast it out again somewhere else because maybe the fish are biting “over there.”
It’s been a while since we’ve been fishing. So long, in fact, that we had to buy the kids new life jackets for this summer. I think the last time I went fishing was three or four years ago, so we’re definitely overdue. Hopefully we can get some fishing in when we go camping in a couple of weeks. I’m really looking forward to going camping with the kids and having some nice, relaxing vacation time with the family. I’m looking forward to a little bit of the same this weekend, what with the holiday and all. It’ll be nice to have Seymour home for two days in a row.
Have a safe and happy Memorial Day, everybody!
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