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“Not as big as this one,” cried the boy.
When his peapole doubled over, he knew something huge was on the other end. His father watched with admiration as the boy skillfully worked the fish
That was 34 years ago. Today, the boy is a successful architect in New York City. His father’s cabin is still there on the island in the middle of the lake. He
takes his own son and daughters fishing from the same dock.
He looked around the lake. No other fishermen or boats were anywhere around in the moonlight. He looked again at his father. Even though no one had
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small silver lure and practiced casting.
how we did the right thing and were forever strengthened.
On the day before the bass season opened, he and his father were fishing early in the evening, catching sunfish and perch with worms. Then he tied on a
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The lure struck the water and caused colored ripples in the sunset,, then silver ripples as the moon rose over the lake.
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He was 11 years old and went fishing every chance he got from the dock at his family’s cabin on an island in the middle of a New Hampshire lake.
The creature swished its powerful body and disappeared. The boy suspected that he would never again see such a great fish.
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P.M.-- two hours before the season opened. He looked at the fish, then at the boy.
Finally, he very gingerly lifted the exhausted fish from the water. It was the largest one he had ever seen, but it was a bass.
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The boy and his father looked at the handsome fish,cheap newport cigarettes, gills playing back and forth in the moonlight. The father lit a match and looked at his watch. It was 10
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He slowly worked the hook out of the lip of the huge bass and lowered it into the black water.
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