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Lessons from My Father

Second only to each of the births of his seven children, there was no day more anticipated by my father than the first day of fishing season. And, while, on any given pre-dawn Sunday, you’d find my dad fishing, anywhere, anytime, for any type of fish, his preference was fly fishing. Now, apparently, fly fishing isn’t like any other kind of fishing. Unfortunately, I can’t exactly appreciate the intricacies—it was the old “girl + bait = ewwwwwww” thing, but those who do, will pardon my feeble attempt here to make the most of the metaphor. …

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