Twice he took the needle nose pliers off the rack and the local Agway store and handed them to me. Twice I told him grampy had a pair at home and there was another pair in front of the camper at his Dad’s house. As it turned out an almost three year old was right.
It was a beautiful day and we wanted to get down to the river to go fishing. It has been a long hard stress filled winter and now with no jobs in sight the family opted for fun instead.
Now we never catch fish in this river yet the wife and I had wonderful memories of our kids fishing in a pond we can’t go to anymore. The pond is now off limits due to the whole assholianism of our current security statist theme.
Anyway in ten minutes a fish was indeed caught to the amazing delight of my grandson.
The fish did swallow the hook.
I could have extracted the hook but forgot to pick up the pliers in the driveway.
Strange random sequence of events or something paranormal.