Ahh memories
40 years ago I spent my summers on Great Herring pond in Plymouth. On weekends when my father would come down we would head out early and catch a bunch of white perch, pull up to our favorite point, start a fire and cook the fish in a cast iron pan for breakfast. We always had bacon and eggs for backup but rarely used them
. Next is maybe 9 yrs ago on Nantucket (my sister lived there, couldn't afford it otherwise
)We went on a 2 hr charter on a great boat and Me'n Pop got the only 2 keepers on the boat. Last one is a couple of months ago. I took my father on a 4x4 trip to Duxbury beach. We picked up a couple of schoolies and at high tide we got a 29" . Dads 85 years old so i set the hook and gave it to him to reel in. The look on his face was priceless, man was he happy! That 29" fish was a TROPHY in my book..
