Yesterday would have been my Dad’s 79th birthday. He taught us everything about fishing. How to tie a line and wait patiently for a bite. In his final days, we took him out one last time. We cast the line for him, but he insisted on reeling in the fish himself. That simple moment meant everything.
For anyone asking about the tank size, I'm waiting for a new air pump to come in, otherwise there wouldn't be enough oxygen in my larger tank. Posted by Crab_God2005
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