The Trout They Gave me for Dinner

Driving across the covered bridge on Waterloo just before my house I discovered Scott and Timothy talking about the world, water and fish after landing at least four. It’s an odd world where the state grows large, beautiful trout in concrete tanks and then trucks them to fishing holes like the one under the Waterloo Bridge. I had pretty much decided that it was just too weird for my tastes, after 4 or 5 years of buying a $35 fishing license and pulling probably $75 of stocked trout out of my Waterloo Piscine Production Facility. However, Scotty smiles that big smile and holds up the trout. I’m thinking, these are good for dinner, and they are, well, more or less local. So I accept the gift, and may change my mind about the license.