Mango Salsa
“I am going to catch that fish!” my older daughter said, as she shook her little fist. She was only about four years old at the time. I was standing on the dock nearby, watching her fishing attempts. She dropped a line from her junior-sized fishing rod in the shallow water and watched quietly and patiently. I think the striped bass was taunting her: “Catch me if you can!”
She didn’t catch the fish,…