Hey the question that popped up when I edited my profile was about a fish. It made me think of the days I would go fishing with my Uncle V. He had an huge Chysler Newport that we would load up with his outboard motor and gas tank and a big cooler and five or six rods and reels. We would leave Brooklyn at about 4 in the morning and drive out to Peconic Bay in Southhold Long Island. We would fish the bay or maybe go to the Sound by Orient Point. We could come home with 100 porgies, once we caught 60 weakfish which was phenomanal. Then we would fill the cooler with ice and drive home for three hours. When we pulled up at Henry St where he lived, all the old guineas would come out to see what we caught. He would give away alot of the fish to the old people. Mainly cause we didn't want to clean them. But they couldn't wait to get the free fish.
He has Alzheimers now. He lives with my mom and has a 24 hour home care attendant. I go over once or twice a week. I shave him and cut his hair. And we talk about fishing.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
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