It was cold and wet when my cousin Rick and I took my son Sam fishing for his first time. A lite drizzle was falling on us while wading in the Sheboygan river. Rick and I were catching fish but not Sam. After awhile Sam laid His rod down to play and forgot about it. Until I said lets go home, no Daddy I'm still fishing said Sam. Let's go son, pick up that rod and let's get going. As He picked it up I saw the lake Chub on His hook and exclaimed You got a fish!. You should have seen that smile, come on let's go show Mom Sam. So this is what Mom saw when we called her out to see Sam's first fish. That fish was not the only one that got hooked on fishing that day.
