Went to my Dad's farm in Wolfe County this morning to ride 4 wheelers with my wife, son, and my wife's best friends daughter Olivia (who we are keeping for the weekend). Mind you my son is 3 1/2 and the little girl just turned 5 so it will be both of their first time on 4 wheelers. Of course Joshua (my son) want to go faster and faster just like Jimmy Johnson and not slow like Jeff Gordon acording to him. Around 11am he says Dad, "I want to go fishing", Now that is my BOY. My father shows me to his fishing supplies????? and I find one decent rod and reel, then to a tackle box that still has dried worms and other tackle in it from the 70's. I do manage to find a hook, bobber and sinker so it is off to find some bait. I turn over numerous dead trees and other stuff to find nothing but dried up beetles, just glad no Copper Heads or Rattlers were around either. Back to the tackle box and I find what is left of the greatest pond bass bait ever invented, a BEETLE SPIN. Mind you the plastic is completely dried up and discolored so I find exactly ONE what used to be white 2" grub that is in fairly good condition in the bottom of the box. off the dried Beetle and on witht he grub. My wife and Olivia go with us to the pond and my dad tells me it is full of catfish and bluegill but he had but a couple of Bass in it as well. Joshua is standing in front of me and we make the cast together and reel them in to nothing for the first 4-5 cast, then it happens. I am helping him hold the rod and he is reeling it in when the rod loads up to my suprise. We set the hook and the fish comes to the top of the water and it is a really nice Largemouth. Joshua is holding most of the rod and doing the reeling as I am trying to adjust the drag (which I had not done), it comes to the top again and is a solid 4lb Largemouth, turns and makes a run and SNAP!!!! breaks off all the way up inside the reel. I am completely tore up as my son just lost his first fish and it was a good one at that. Before I can really say what I want to, I look at my wife and tell her it was a good fish and I can't believe it got off, Joshua says "It is ok Dad, lets get another one". Best Boy on the planet and what a proud Dad I am. My wife was taking pictures of us while we were fishing and got a good picture of the ring of water left behind when it jumped the first time in the background. This is his first fish that never was. With all the trials and tribulations that we go thru each and every day, it is the few seconds like these that make them all worth while. I have been looking forward to taking Joshua to Dale so he can catch his first big Brownfish ever since my wife brought the little fella home from 8,000 miles away in April 20004 and the wait just got a little harder knowing that he enjoyed that little fight as much as he did. Can't wait until he tangles with one of them Ol Brownfish to see his expressions then. Take a kid fishing fellas for I know you will get more out of it than they willl and that is saying a lot.