Jeffrey Frischkorn: From my first fish, a love affair with catching yellow perch has never faded

My very first fish was a yellow perch, and all I could do was admire it with a child’s awe.
The fish’s body was more gold than yellow or more yellow than gold, if you catch my drift. The fins along the sides and belly had this cream-orangish tint, while a series of black stripes ran down from the back, fading away before they managed to reach its ivory white belly.
Strange in a funny sort of way, that encounter along a channel of Ohio’s Chagrin River happened something on the order of 64 years ago. But I remember nearly every detail the way a hunter cannot forget his first-ever deer.