It was 1960, and the first time my grandfather had taken my father out fluke fishing. Upon hauling his first catch over the rail, my father immediately noticed the peculiar placement of the fish’s eyes, which peered out from the same side of it’s flat scaly body. My father fascinated by what he saw, in his childhood curiosity exclaimed, “ Wow, I wonder what it’s like to see the world through the eyes of a fluke”. My grandfather, being the playful, creative and ingenuitive man that he was ,replied, “What do you say we find out”
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