When I was six , Dad and I went to Lake Fort . We were fishing near the pylons . I had my 5 feet long rod . My Dad was catching all the fish while I caught a few . Then I said ” Dad did you rig this trip ”  Then my Dad laugh . It was near 11:00/almost lunch L felt a bite . We fought what seemed forever . The line went slack . The fish had given up . I could not pull the fish in . It turned out to be a fish gar . My Dad was so mad when we went home . That my best day ever . So far . <><>

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