Hey, this is me in the throes of prepubescence.

The only reason I have this photo is because at some point I ripped it out of our family photo album from embarrassment. Now however, I see it for what it really is —an accurate snapshot into who I am.

Sure, I may not sport a dramatically stacked bob or insect-patterned shirts anymore. But you can bet I’m still down to dig around in the dirt, throw out a ton of lines, and keep working until I reel in something I'm shit-eating-I-just-caught-the-biggest-bass-in-the-pond-grin proud of.