In the late 60's my grandfather would take me to fish for flounder from the pier in Hull, I was probably 4 or 5. Back then you could toss over a spreader and catch 2 at a time and fill and old laundry basket in no time. One time I caught a lobster that refused to let go.
A couple times a year we'd go out in my great uncles boat and handline for flounder and maybe fish for bass for a bit. I got my first striper around '71 and I remember thinking it was a monster, at least compared to a flounder. My dad says it was only around 26" or so
