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i fish as often as i can i find it very relaxing siting on the dock on the Chesapeake bay its a lot better than seeing head shrinks at the va. Wanting me to take more pills

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Used to live in Everett WA. But retired to AR. Ya, it gets hot. But I was able to buy a home on a beautiful river. BTW it leads to big water. Never could have afforded waterfront in WA. In AR disabled vets don't have to pay property taxes, and many other taxes are reduced or zeroed out. I have 30+ lb stripers rolling off my dock in the fall. Bass and crappie all over the place. Or I can just watch the sun reflect and sparkle off the water. Never though I'd find heaven but here it is.

I post here as a retired member of the military, but a Sweepstakes in good too. For those of you that don't post often this may give you more incentive.

Fishing has become a spiritual experience for me. I was the oldest grandchild of my mother's parents. I was treated specially because I was the eldest. I was not loved more, please don't get me wrong. I was expected to be the example for all my siblings and cousins, and I did what was expected.

I learned to fish from my grandfather. He bought me my first rod - a short-poled Zebco spincast reel. He gave me my first tackle box. He took me out in a rowboat on the lake near his home, and it was there that I caught my first fish, a small lake perch. I was not even in school then, yet I can vividly remember every detail of that first time.

From that day on, we shared something special. Whenever we could, we would fish together. Freshwater or saltwater, shore or boat, deepwater or shallow. When he died on October 19, 1977, I stopped fishing for a spell. When I returned to Florida after my military service, I went deep sea fishing with my mother's oldest brother. He and I were taught to fish by the same man. As the eldest children of our respective families, we too shared a special bond. I remember we caught 80 snapper that day (no limit at that time). We had a neighborhood fish fry and ate all 160 filets. ‘Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man how to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.’ And therein lies the spirituality and love.

I have several good honey holes on the Tennessee river near Chattanooga, I also enjoy fishing in Clarks Hill, lake outside of Augusta. I believe it’s Strom Thurmond Lake now. Some you can walk to and enjoy the serenity, and some require a boat. In most cases a small flat bottom or a canoe.

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This is great because Amazon now delivers to Chile.

i haven't been fidhing in 3 months. I'm going into deep withdrawals.