Quality, not quantity
My dad has never been much of a fisherman. I had a grandpa I hardly knew who I'm told loved to be on the water. The few fishing stories my dad tells are from times he was out with his father-in-law, my grandpa.
"We'd get out there before light, then as soon as the sun came up, we'd drink a beer and have a sandwich," is about the only thing I've ever heard from those trips. I'd press him for more how many fish, how big, where? He's never told me. Not because he doesn't care, but because ...
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