what kind of fisherman (or woman) are you?!?

I'm reading the book "Same Kind of Different As Me" by Ron Hall (a wealthy white man) and Denver Moore (an uneducated, homeless black man), and am thoroughly enjoying it! Without going into too much detail, just know that Ron and Denver build an extraordinary friendship. Yesterday, I read a portion that literally caused me to put the book down and take a deep breath - it was a conversation they had when their friendship finally became "official". I wish I could say it resonated within my soul, but feel it might be more appropriate to say it echoed in my heart.Here is an excerpt of their conversation:

Ron had asked Denver if he would be his friend, to which Denver replied, "Let me think about it."

About a week later, over breakfast at a local cafe, Denver said, " I been thinkin a lot about what you asked me." Ron was at a loss because a week had passed since their last conversation, "What did I ask you?" " 'Bout bein your friend," Denver replied. Ron's jaw dropped... he had not only forgotten about the question he asked a week ago but Denver had spent that same amount of time pondering the question.

Denver looked up from his coffee and fixed his eyes on Ron, "There's somethin I heard 'bout white folks that bothers me, and it has to do with fishin'." Ron didn't dare laugh but he was a bit taken off guard, "I don't know if I'll be able to help you; I don't even own a tackle box."

Denver continued, speaking slowly and deliberately, keeping his eyes steadily fixed on Ron. "I head that when white folks go fishin they do somethin called 'catch and release.'" Ron nodded. Denver went on, "That really bothers me. I just can't figure it out. 'Cause when colored folks go fishin, we really proud of what we catch, and we take it and show it off to everybody that'll look. Then we eat what we catch... in other words we use it to sustain us. So it really bothers me that white folks would go to all that trouble to catch a fish, then when they done caught it, just throw it back in the water."

Denver looked away then locked onot Ron again with his drill-bit stare. "So, Mr. Ron, it occurred to me: If you is fishin for a friend you just gon' catch and release, then I ain't got no desire to be your friend... but if you is lookin for a real friend, then I'll be one. Forever."

Jesus said he was calling us out to be fishers of men... when we are out in the world, are we perceived as a catch-and-release religious folk, or I'll-be-your-friend-forever folk?