Sunday, December 14, 2008
Joseph, the fisherman
My second brother, is a fisherman hobbyist, if there such a word. applies here. He enjoys the peace and tranquility when he goes fishing with his mates. And then when the fish bites, there is a lot of excitement.
He took me fishing once, at 4 am in the morning. Even doped with the anti-seasickness pill, I was still groggy. I told him, "Thanks, Joseph, having fished once in the deep blue ocean is good enough for me."
We caught a lot of ray sharks that day.
I wonder when he is in his law firm, if he dreams of fishing.
***This one didn't get away. It's an eel, caught off his jetty. It is as long as his son Jordan's height.****