After three attempts, I finally hit the target. At 4:07 p.m, Luke Michael was born. At 9 pounds 5 ounces, he is a good little native for his first run in the river. Not only do I have three girls to take Steelie fishing, but now a boy. Watch out boys, cause the gang will be heading out west to spank those winter piggies, as soon as I have a couple of qualified participants. If you think the nets are hard on the fish, wait till that "piggy Whacker" Luke hits the river. Don't worry. the only thing he'll take home is pictures and great memories. By the way, I tied Dean River lanterns, and steelie jigs for 7 hours in the hospital room while we were waiting for him to be born. They will go in a fly box for home to open up when he is old enough to use them. Tight Lines.