Is it too late to get hooked on fishing?

July 5, 1970, was a red-letter day in my childhood. On a Sunday afternoon fishing trip with my little brother and late father, I caught 15 fish at the lake in Lewisburg, Tenn. (Yes, the number 15 has stuck in my memory for 49 years. Oddly enough, 15 is the same number of minutes it now takes me to remember why I entered a room.)

Although my son caught a minnow or two in my brother’s backyard creek a few years ago, I have had only one real fishing excursion since that personal-best day in 1970. (Non-aquatic) Life got in the way. My experience is hardly unique, judging by a Wall Street Journal article titled “Does Fishing Have A Future?”

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