While in London, the wife and I took walking tours on the weekend. Some were guided. Some were not and we read a book to guide us. One unguided trip, we walked several miles of river/canal. We went under a bridge and discovered a young man. 11? 12? 13? He had caught a nice yellow perch. 12 or 14 inches, on a spinner.
We stopped and talked with him about his bait, technique, and luck. When we had walked out of earshot, the wife whispered to me, "He will remember today."
I said, "Yes. it was great fish."
She said, "No. You were there to admire it."
If I have told the story before, I am still working on it.