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Records Are Made to be Broken
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My father-in-law Jim (known to family and many friends as “Cowpa”) was a big part of our lives. He was a kind, selfless man who always put the interests of others ahead of his own.
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Live streaming on opening day
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Each of the past few years my friend Ken has asked me if I want to go fishing on opening day of trout season. I always say “yes” when I secretly mean “not really.”
Don’t get me wrong, I love fishing with Ken.
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An open letter to the Fishing Gods
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Dear Fishing Gods:
It’s me, Mark Fiorentino, your humble and dedicated servant. Hopefully you recognize me and, at least in some small way, distinguish me from the rest of your numerous followers.
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Have Zebco, will travel
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I fish a lot, sometimes alone, sometimes with my kids or friends. Sometimes in local bass tournaments, I’ve traveled great distances to fish, working to fulfill my dream of fishing in every state with my son.
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The Great Perch Tragedy
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I suppose there are lots of times in life when you don’t need to know exact numbers. The length of my driveway in inches, the number of cookies I had for dessert and the amount I spent on THE PANHANDLER (a double-edged, single-action, fish-filleting piece of genius that I have never used) all come to mind.