Posted on October 20 2008
Graham Hall recounts a life of trying to balance between the siren call of fish and the enticements of his wife. “Every day of our honeymoon, I fished. Every day, she also fished; precisely at noon, she donned a fishnet bikini, toss her gleaming black hair down her back and walk barefoot to the river. I, too, was in that river, chest deep, casting my line far downstream. She always managed to lure me to shore.” On Beliefnet.com.
From Chicken Soup for the Fisherman’s Soul: Fish Tales to Hook Your Spirit and Snag Your Funny Bone (Chicken Soup for the Soul) (HCI, May 2004, 384 pages).