The Bigfoot Journal

It was then, with the rain falling in sheets as we were heading back to the truck, that we finally saw our first trout rise. It rolled in a pool that now, with no sun above to illuminate its depth, looked ink-black and bottomless. We were cold and wet and the rain was coming down hard, but neither of us could resist a final cast.
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I want my boys to be resilient. I want them to have courage and inner-strength. They need challenges, and they need to solve small problems on their own. They need to see that success comes from hard work. 
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