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Originally Posted by Hotrodz
It was my grandmother that took us fishing when would visit her in Mississippi. I feel in love with it at age 6 and because of that gift I spent lifetime and career learning about things wild. Oh how I miss those Huck Fin days down at the creek.
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I bet theres a few good memorable times! Mine would be going through his fishing gear and looking at all the tackle. Everytime I open a package of plastic worms (he loved going for huge stripers in the bay), the smell reminds me of when I was a kid going through his tackle box.