Fishing season

A lot of my friends love to go fishing. Me? I never really got the fishing bug. My father and I would go fishing every now and then, but we never seemed to catch anything. We would go out in his boat for hours and not even get a bite. It was good quality time and I'm not complaining but I also just assumed we sucked at fishing.

There were times I'd reel the line in just to make sure we remembered to put hooks on. It was that bad. I even bought him a fish finder for Christmas one year thinking that would help. It didn't.

He passed away a number of years ago now, (has it really been over 5 years?) and as part of his eulogy I shared some of our fishing experiences. When I said how I had to check to make sure that we had put hooks on the line I looked up and one of his old friends started laughing to himself.

After the funeral he caught up with me.

He told me, "Me and your dad used to go fishing too and I always thought the same as you. Wow this guy has the worst luck fishing, until one day as we were hooking the boat back up he said 'another perfect day of fishing, nothing to cook, nothing to clean'. In fact your father was great at fishing, he managed to avoid all of them".

I guess it's a matter of perspective...