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Fishin’
So many parents don’t want to do things with their children.
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The drive to Buford is really very lovely.
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Let’s do an old fashioned Random History™ moment real quick.
Buford Dam @ Lake Lanier
Buford became a city in 1872. They have a lovely new courthouse and square that caters to local businesses and families alike. There’s a fish hatchery and a pond where families can go and fish together-and toke, if you’re like us, away from the Rat Race that is Atlanta.
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The G-Man has never been fishing and to be honest I was a tad bit uncomfortable taking him for the first time without his father, but, well, too fucking bad. J’s kids have been itching to get out of the hotel-another story-and while I do what I can to get them outside and run out of energy, the fact is that three boys without enough outside time will run you over faster than a Mac Truck on the way to a Hangover Convention.
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So, off we go to Buford. Fishing. Tea. A 2-year-old with nerves of steel.
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I just watched him get closer and closer to the water. He loves water. Like waterbug he is.
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Closer.
I really couldn’t put down that fucking pole fast enough.
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I mean, I saw it a hundred years before it happened.
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I usually don’t move in such slow motion.
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In fact, I have a habit of going too fast when the mood strikes me.
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In he goes, face first and of course I just jumped. I had no idea how deep or how grody.
And of course, the fish….
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Fortunately, for me no one bit me!
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He flipped over, ONTO HIS FACE. Of course. All I could think was that he’s crying and going to suck in all this water.
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All the water.
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But I grabbed him and he was okay. Never a more complacent group of bystanders did I ever see.
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It took me a few minutes, but eventually I did cave to the shaking and the crying and the scared out of my fucking minding.
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