My son went fishing with his father and grandfather--it is kind of a tradition on the day after Thanksgiving. They got up early and stayed all day. They brought home dozens of fish. Sometimes they clean them and have a fish fry, but this time they decided to give the fish away to some friends--I think they didn't feel like cleaning them. My son had fun, even though he isn't really into fishing like his father and grandfather are--to them, it is almost a religion. To my son, it is something he does every now and then but can take it or leave it. I'm just glad he got to spend some time with his father and grandfather--just being together is more important than what they do. He needs men like that to guide him into the final steps toward manhood--he is almost there! :)
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