Yesterday was one of those days I live for. It wasn't about me catching a couple hundred fish, or a bunch of slabs. In fact, I didn't hardly catch a fish. But what I did do was share a couple hours, one on one, with each of my grandsons in my kayak fishing for bluegills. What a joy it was watching as they reeled in a couple dozen each and were able to put enough good ones on the stringer to bring home a meal for this evening. A day I will never forget.