One night it was my middle son Addy's turn to have the exclusive, one-on-one fishing trip with Dad.
We went to the Connecticut state park at Bluff Point, in Groton. It wasn't long before Addy caught the first fish of the night, a flounder.
I rebaited his hook with a sandworm and cast the line back out for him. Handing the pole to him, I said "There you go. I cast it right in the same spot."
Addy replied "Why Dad? I already caught the fish that was there."
Ah, the logic of youth.