From what Ive always been told I must have inherited it from my grandfather that I never knew. Stories of big fish in the bathtub, wash tubs full of fish, etc., etc. I grew up in a neighborhood with a creek (and backed up waters)that had catfish, bass, carp, and bream in it so us kids ALWAYS were at the creek. My Dad didnt fish but every year for my birthday I always got a rod and reel for the present. Every chance I got I went with the neighborhood boys to different farm ponds to fish. After I married I moved to another neighborhood and met an older guy that could really catch your catfish and I got interested. I tried on my own for a long time (doing fair at best) and I finally got an invite from this guy and he sorta took me under his wing and taught me alot. We winded up getting very close and hunted and fished together like brothers for many many years before he died. I'm glad I grew up with that "predator instinct" and to this day still love the outdoors or elsewise I dont know what I'd be doing now......probably stamp collecting, yard selling, or something?!? :D
J/K....nothing wrong with that either if that's your bag!