That's a big part of my mid-late spring goals this year, to get my little cuz hooked. I got to take him a few times at the end of last summer and we had a blast. Gramps' old farm pond is full of bluegills, those little green sunfish that fight like smallmouth, channels, and some fair largemouths, which we will try to put the smack down on this summer. Its more important to me that he have a male rolemodel now than ever with his pops on contract overseas. With only a bunch of ladies in the house he is getting a little sissified for Kentucky, unacceptable.