I thank God my dad taught me to fish. I remember how he went way out of his way to take me fishing. Mom would have him out until 1 am on Friday night. He'd come home catch a couple hours sleep then wrestle our 12 foot aluminum boat on top of the station wagon, load all the fishing gear, cook breakfast then wake me up. We'd fish until he got too tired.
Dad's are highly under rated today. I would have never amounted to anything without my father.
John 21:3 Simon Peter saith unto them, I go a fishing. They say unto him, We also go with thee.