The Life of a Lucky Pike

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Dad was 48 years older than I, and fishing was one of those few activities we both enjoyed, that connected us, just the two of us. After a long winter in the confines of the classroom at Victoria elementary school in Saskatoon, I would daydream about returning to the mouth of the north creek leading into Jackfish lake when the fishing season opened in early May.

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