“I HAVE A FISH!” came the proclamation. I whipped around to see five year old Alex clutching his straining fishing rod, the last two feet of which were pulled entirely straight. Determination gripped the child’s face. Line was melting from his…
“I HAVE A FISH!” came the proclamation. I whipped around to see five year old Alex clutching his straining fishing rod, the last two feet of which were pulled entirely straight. Determination gripped the child’s face. Line was melting from his…