It’s the highest form of good fortune if someone walks into your fishing life when you are still young, all eyes and ears, a sponge just looking for a little direction and know-how. For me, that person was Larry Maderia. I was just 13 and Larry was 18, a senior in high school, when we met. He was my mentor, friend and first fishing partner.
A five-year difference in age means little among adults, but it is significant during adolescence. Even then, I sensed that fish talk was a
