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Gift of angling: A lifetime adventure that connects family, friends, history

FRANK ARMENDARIZ

THE ANGLER'S LOG

My earliest memory of fishing wasn’t the time I actually caught my first fish. It was of my grandfather Manuel plucking me out of the surf by my pants belt after taking a tumble when the 12-foot surf rod I was so anxious to hold knocked me off balance. I was about four and a half years old and although I got rolled over a few times in the surf when I came up, I still had hold of the rod.

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