We used to belong to a recreational club called Penn Manor Club. My in-laws had a cabin located on a strip of land between the two lakes. We spent our weekends fishing there.
Every summer we would have a contest to see who caught the biggest fish. One evening around dusk Gary gathered the rods, nets, buckets, bait and off we went to fish off the dock.
We were just about to call it quits when something big hit my line. I yelled for Gary to get the net. No net appeared. Again, get the net. No net. GET THE NET! Gary said, “I forgot the net.” Needless to say I didn’t win the contest.