Gone Fishing

Henry Abel's son, David, burst into the house, crying like everything.

His Mama asked him what the problem was.

- Pop and I were fishing, and he hooked a giant fish. Really big. Then, while reeling it in, the line busted and the fish got away.

- Now come on, David - his mother said - a big boy like you shouldn't be crying about an accident like that. You should have laughed.

- That's what I did, Mama.