Fervent Fishermen

Earlier this year, Aaron bargained: no summer baseball for fishing trips. I agreed. We've plenty of local fishing holes. I figured the trade would mean less time traveling to neighboring community baseball fields. And so, most evenings he and I spend an hour or two where he can wet his line and I can catch up on my reading.

That it was raining tonight didn't matter. Aaron was determined to fish. In an hour's time, he pulled in:



a

sizable

sunfish,







a

scrawny

northern

pike



and






a

fighting

big-

mouthed

bass.





His enthusiasm eventually lured me out of the car and onto the pier





to
fish
for
frames
of
Fervent
Fishermen.