Post blogger Mitch Mulhall casts his memories of a fishing trip on the Cimarron to the Con Man’s comments on the anniversary of Bush’s landing on the USS Abraham Lincoln: “[W]hat I remember most is cinching my fly tying vice to a government picnic table and teaching little Don how to tie that Griffith’s Gnat: a size 18 Tiemco, wrapped with black thread, a strand of gold wire, a hook-matched pluck from a grizzly neck, and a couple tufts of peacock hurl. Big Don looked on with a large, silent grin as little Don proved a quick study. By the time we turned down the lanterns, he’d finished over a dozen flies and shared them with us. The next day, we all caught trout on his ties.”