I come from the land of 100,000 farm ponds. When I was a kid you could fish about everyone's ponds, because we all grew up in the country on farms and knew to close gates and gaps each time you went through them so the cows didn't get out. We knew how to go through barb wire fences without damaging them, etc. We knew to offer the owner a mess of fish and to thank him if we saw him or her coming or going or at church on Sunday. We also knew if we had permission and you took your buddy, too often they returned without you and brought their other buddy, who came back and brought his other buddy and the next thing you knew, you were no longer welcome.Originally Posted by Steve Molcsan
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