02-13-2011, 02:45 AM
First breath, first step, first fish - can't remember any of them. I do remember getting my first tote-goat and going fishing some 5 miles from home on it. It was the summer I was 5 1/2 yrs old. I was so proud being man enough to supply meat for the family. I couldn't imagine letting Avery, 6, take off on his bike like that these days. Although I know he is more than capable of bringing home the fish. My how times have changed! [
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