Do you remember some wonderful experiences you had with either Mom or Dad?

Trout

High mountains

cold and dark against night

Shuffling feet

along heavy planks of pier

Pulling ropes of bow and stern

Tiny boat undulating

to currents of moon-lit waters

Fishing tackle stowed

poles boxes bait

livelings wriggling in sawdust

cheese balls in oil

and dancing metal lures

to sparkle feint and run

Casting off by oar

Pulling at the tiny motor

Rope and crank rope and crank

Choke and rope

Chug sputter chug adjust

sputter whirr

Clanking of metal against metal

Cutting straight toward the deep

into the quiet

A muffled skimming

Waves slapping prow

Ball caps life preservers

coffee soft drinks sandwiches

They are off for the game

of fishing

before sun rising

to drop enticers into deep

running spinners in shallows

They play the game

of reading trout

father and son

and being quite possibly

as close as they

can ever be