I remember some (vaguely) of the stories my gramps told me about his exploits in mostly the fishing arena. I myself consider myself to be an excellent fresh water fisherman, with absolutely no taste for salt water fishing, while my younger brother (3 years younger than I) has literally made fishing his life (earning a living at it for over 30 years) and all of a sudden my older brother (3 years older than I) developing an insane desire and ability to take on fishing as more than just a hobby. Neither of them were around to hear my gramps stories with me. One was too old and the other too young, yet, as I researched my ancestry, I have found some stories about my mothers people (Algonquins) which may help explain these hidden parts of us!
I came across a text which helped shed insight not only to my brother’s and my love for fishing, but which also identifies this skill/hobby/naturalistic trait as a being an inheritance from my mothers Native American people. The text in particular, 16th Century Algonquin Fishermen, Sturtevant, W.C.,