I didn't want to hijack Creekslick's wonderful story about a "Fun Day". But, it reminds me of more than 25 years ago when I had my boy fishing under a bridge on lake Conroe in Texas. No one used rod holders like we do today. He was lollygagging around on the back deck when I noticed his rod take off. I told him he needs to check his bait and watched him search for his rod. He originally thought I hid it from him.
I lit into his hiney about not paying attention and costing me $15 for his rod and reel. When I stopped to catch my breath, he said "where are yours?".
I lost two poles while I was giving him a lecture. Never did know what they wuz. But, they got 3 poles from my boat that day.
DP