Don, you beat me to the punch. Donny doesn't golf, and I know he doesn't go fishing. I no longer play golf, and I can't afford golf and sailing on the same budget. I've been inviting DNJ to come down and go sailing for a couple years now, but he's stuck in New Jersey. Donny, you've gotta get out more.
I'm taking my 5-year-old grandson fishing next week at a local farm pond, the same farm pond I took my daughter when she was about the same age. There are bluegills measuring up to 12 inches long, and somewhere in my archives I have a photo of her with one nearly that size. She was catching them as fast as the line hit the water, casting a small streamer fly with a fly rod.
She created many web pages for some small, local companies in our area and she's really good at it. I showed her your page and she loves it. She also thinks you're a great player and singer and would love to see you perform live at one of the clubs. I told her you're an old fart and you would never come to this part of the world.
Gary