One thing I have never understood about Slice is his borderline-obsession with fishing.  (He gets along well with my Uncle Russ.)  
A River Runs Through It is one of his top-three favorite movies, I learned when we watched it together a couple weeks ago.  Aren't you glad to know?
Anyway, last week he went fishing on a private pond, without me of course.  But he caught a couple of fish and some sweet pictures. With my little point-and-shoot even.  (The pictures, not the fish....)


 
  
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