“State Game Warden.Y’all havin’ any luck?” These are words I’ve uttered thousands of times over almost 30 years of checking fishermen.After ascertaining whether any luck had been had, and maybe lifting an ice chest lid or pulling up a stringer just to keep ‘em honest, I would follow with, “Well, I need to take a quick look at y’all’s fishing licenses.”If everything was in order, I’d chat a bit and then move on. Easy-peasy, lemon-squeezy.BUT – if something wasn’t in order, things could get interesting. Let’s say there was a fisherman fishing without a license.When charged with the task of ...