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I was 5 years old. It was Butler Lake, a spring fed lake in Northern IL. I was fishing with my three older
brothers, mom & dad. The first fish I caught was a keeper rock bass, which I yanked up and got tangled in
the apple tree behind me. My dad came over to untangle everything. He wasn't too happy that I took
away from his fishing time. Of course, I was just thrilled that I caught something. I remember it just hung
there in front of my face. I hit it a couple of times with my forefinger to see if I could get it to flop around.
I've been hooked ever since.
Dplantmann
PS Two years ago I visited the exact spot and took a cutting of a water plant and put in into my
pond at home. It's cool to have something which brings back fond memories evertime I look at it.
brothers, mom & dad. The first fish I caught was a keeper rock bass, which I yanked up and got tangled in
the apple tree behind me. My dad came over to untangle everything. He wasn't too happy that I took
away from his fishing time. Of course, I was just thrilled that I caught something. I remember it just hung
there in front of my face. I hit it a couple of times with my forefinger to see if I could get it to flop around.
I've been hooked ever since.
Dplantmann
PS Two years ago I visited the exact spot and took a cutting of a water plant and put in into my
pond at home. It's cool to have something which brings back fond memories evertime I look at it.