10-25-2021, 11:18 PM
When I was growing up we had a small creek that was the back boundary of our property. Once in the middle or the day I decided to go fishing. The ground was like concrete and I couldn't get a worm no way, no how. So I dug around in the refrigerator and found some bologna. I tore off a strip that slightly resembled a worm and proceeded to catch the biggest trout I ever did there.
The older I get the more I would rather be considered a good man than a good fisherman.