Adjusting to changes at favorite spots
Change. It’s inevitable. Nothing stays the same for long. Just when we are getting cozy with an idea, a place or a thing, along comes a change. That includes the lakes where we go fishing. From time to time, I think back to the days when Barb and I first ventured out to Mosquito, West Branch, Berlin, Lake Milton and Shenango in our brand new Arrowglass tri-haul. It was 1977 and we had been married only a year when we made a snap decision to buy the boat on display in the concourse of the Southern Park Mall. Thus began our up-close-and-personal experiences on our local ...