One of my favorite stories of all time is when my father took my brother and I fishing at the canal in Palmyra.....  Dad would throw the line in his usual fashion, my brother would imitate.....Me, I would just drop my line over the side.. Dad would be trying to catch a fish, and 10 seconds later I would yell "got one"... It kept going until I got 12 fish....Dad got so frustrated he drove us home, and told my mother he was NEVER taking me fishing ever again.....