Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday: Week 29
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.
Wanda
Cookies & Moo 
I thought this might have been about about when I had the biggest catch still to date,
The day I hooked Aunt Gail!
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I forgot about that.
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For the sake of a net the fish was lost. Well maybe next time. I enjoyed this lovely story of a family outing, an event that I am sure is repeated with laughter at family gatherings. It is always Gary’s fault…
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Yes and he readily admitted it too, after all he had to live with me. 🙂
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What a funny twist! Thank you for joining us — and I’m catching up on Wind-Ups 🙂 Thank you for your patience!
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