A lot has changed in this world since 1955, some of it explainable, much of it not.
In the latter category is the safe release, now widely practiced, of fish that in years gone by would have been swung from meat hooks on boat docks — trophies whose flaunting was intended to speak less of the day's fortunes than of the skills, real or imagined, of the conquering anglers.
Obviously this practice continues today, and in many circles with great fanfare. From Florida to Alaska, brag boards overhang guide boats that routinely tie up with tourists' finned souvenirs filleted and splayed, over ice.
And why not? In many cases — think halibut — these fish are but a representative handful of a plentiful species, and a tasty one.
That said, more and more anglers today safely release fish of the species they prize most, and spend the most time and money pursuing.
These aren't average size fish being freed. Releasing middling catches is ego-neutral because little or no pride was assigned to their acquisition.
At issue instead is the release, now occurring more often, of monster-sized fish, in some cases potential world records.
Instead of killing these behemoths and parading them up and down Main Street (if not an actual avenue, then a virtual one, online), this new breed of big-fish angler releases the prized quarry to swim another day.