In the Creek
My husband, Tim, absolutely loves to fish. Me, not so much. I have a difficult time sitting still, I don’t like the quiet either, and I am coordination challenged.
One evening, Tim asked me to go fishing with him and a couple of his friends in Bull Run Creek where it flowed through Papaw’s field. I didn’t want to go, but Tim was insistent and told me I could use one of his fishing rods. He thought if I actually caught something that I would not only understand the thrill of fishing, but I may want to do it more. And that meant he could go fishing more. Boy, was he wrong.
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