It’s ironic that the two creatures I love the most, fish and worms, both require a hook put in their nose for me to enjoy. I didn’t always hook worms. Most of the time, I played with them in the soil.
But I did grow up easily putting the worm on the fish hook and catching a BUNCH of fish with my dad. It was one of the happiest memories of my childhood. He was very pleased that I wasn’t squeamish. I have a little kid picture of that but I’d have to hunt for it.. But I have this one from tuna fishing in the Pacific ocean with my friend Robin. She was from Bellingham, WA. We traveled up the west coast together in her Carmen Gia on my way to Canada. I spent a summer up there.