The fish were not cooperating at the Outer Banks, so I volunteered to help at a children’s fishing tournament at one of the piers.
There were about 40 children from 3 to 15 years old. One family from Pennsylvania was there and there were several generations of skilled fisherman.
I made quick friends with an 11-year-old girl, who was beating everyone catching fish. As she fished we discussed her life on the farm and her chickens. Later her 14-year-old cousin came up and started talking about his mornings at the pier and his prize catches of the week.