
04/21/09, 12:09 PM
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Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Eastern N.C.
Posts: 8,834
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I remember my two sons first fish they caught,but mine was a nightmare.Me and my dad was fishing in a pond.When I saw my cork go under I lifted the pole and the fight was on,it was me and the fish. Finally after a long fight with me and the fish pure give out,I mustered up bearly enough strength to lift that Bluegil, that was the size of a grownups hand,Out of the water and swinging toward me,when all of a sudden that fish with the rest of his strength flounced one more time and fell back in the water.I have never forgot that smile that was streached all the way across my Dads face from one ear to the other.Horrible I tell you,pure horrible.  lol Eddie Buck
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