Lol, Bill from Lachine, I once overheard a very wise man telling somebody else that a person's belief system dies about five minutes after they do. It's true in some ways, but there are lots of exceptions.
Best fisherman I even knew called himself "The fishing magician". Everybody in town seemed to hate the guy but me and him got along alright. He was a rotten friend, but he always stuck up for me despite my sometimes abnormal social behavior. I would say to him O.k. Jeff, let's see you pull a walleye out of your hat!", and he would reach into his bag of tricks and produce a walleye most every time! The only thing I ever resented in the last ten years was the fishing magician took the wrong combination of alchohol and pills, and his neighbor found him dead on his living room floor one day. It wasn't finding him dead so much as I mostly resented that the guy died full of resentment. Took a while for me to forgive, longer than I would have liked.
Old fishermen never die, they just smell that way.