Tangled Tackle and Lost Lures

My husband Dave was the only real fisherman in the whole family. Grandson David O'Connor's tenth birthday prompted a gift of one of Grandpa Dave's rods and reels to introduce the art and sport(?) of fishing to the next generation.
I taught David how to assemble the rod and reel, string it, tie on a swivel, cast a lure, hook a worm, etc., then he was on his own. Over these last few days the inevitable has happened....messy tangles to fix and a lure lost to lake bottom plants, but he's sticking to it and if anything big enough to eat should swim by the dock, he'll learn how to clean it and cook it. Fingers crossed! Love, Liz