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There is nothing quite like the feeling of catching your first fish as displayed in my son’s expression. Feeling that little tug and then the exhilaration of reeling it in is indeed a great reward. This little fish was released after our quick photo op.
I am an ex New Yorker who still misses the vibrancy of the city. I seek out the humor in every day life and relay it through my stories in the hope others will appreciate as well. I love to write about growing up with my fantastically unique Irish mother whose memory inspires me every day. Although she is no longer with us, her antics are an endless staple for my tales. I currently live in Connecticut with my husband, two sons and toy fox terrier Anabel. View more posts
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I remember the first fish I caught many years ago. And i remember the first one my grandson caught at my brothers farm. The smile tells the story of reward.
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Thank you Jerry. We sadly no longer live in that house but the pond in back was the absolute most idealic place imaginable for two boys. I won’t even mention the frogs! because that is a whole other story and another great pastime they enjoyed. Thanks for commenting.
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I don’t remember my first fish, but I do remember my dad teaching me and all the trips we used to take. Great memory shot. Thanks for sharing this special moment.
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Glad I was able to bring back this memory for you Jim! My father instilled this love of fishing in myself and three sisters and always took us to the town dock near our house. I loved it and was pleased we released the fish as well. My husband and sons fly fish in Vermont. Thank you for comment 🙂
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A great reward indeed. I’ve never fished but your son looks soooo happy with his catch 🙂
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Thank you Gale, he sure was! My father used to take me and my three sisters fishing at a town dock near our house. I always loved the feeling of that little pull. My husband is a fly-fisherman, a beautiful sport he is trying to also teach to our sons. I cannot get hang of it but love to watch. Thank you for comment!
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That indeed is a great reward 🙂
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:))
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I haven’t been fishing in a long time, but it was always a great reward to catch one.
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Ben, if Spring ever arrives maybe you should grab some gear and a can of night crawlers and try to re-capture that old, wonderful feeling once again🐟
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I used to go crab fishing of the harbour. Moving so far in land now I wouldn’t know where to start.
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This sparked a memory–
My dad was looking forward to having a son before I was born, a name chosen & everything–but he got me instead. No matter, he did Guy Stuff with me anyway. I had my own set of Handy-Andy tools –smaller saw, hammer, etc in a metal case.
But the first thing ws that I had my own fishing rod & reel, sized down for a child. There is a photo of my 6 yr old self in a bathing suit & braids, holding my first trout. . .haha
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I have visual of you as little girl with pigtails holding your trout! That’s great. My dad too took us fishing at our town dock and for stocking stuffers at Christmas, gave us each a little tool kit which I still have. I wrote a story about my father growing up with four daughters entitled “In The Company of Women” which you may enjoy. https://nynkblog.wordpress.com/2015/03/12/in-the-company-of-women-a-tribute-to-my-father/
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yes, ‘In the Company..’ was the first thing I read on your site the other day when we were talking about dads–loved it
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So sweet and sweeter releasing the fish:))
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