Short fishing tale from my stream behind the strip mall, a lesson not so much about fish Read the full description.
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Piece Description
This is a true story -- from back when I discovered there were actually game fish in the stream that wound behind the neighborhood strip malls and car dealerships. Magic behind the mundane. I was new to fishing but bound for glory. Yet somehow the lessons I learned were never about fish. Another of life's little epiphanies.