hen I wake up in the morning, before my brain begins its daylong deluge of to-dos and worries, I try to bring to mind at least three things for which I’m grateful. The list varies from day to day and could include simple ideas such as appreciating a good night’s sleep or looking forward to a tasty breakfast. Or perhaps sentiments
Turned Fishing LURES
Some years ago, I came into possession of my grandfather’s tackle box: a well-seasoned Bakelite affair containing dozens of tangled lures. Some were modern, made of colorful plastic. Others were metal, rusted from years of casting for stripers in the