My dad (rip) got me addicted to fishing at a real young age.
He would take me everywhere. Smelting, bluefishing, scup, (cape)flounder and mackeral in quincy bay by the bussell.
He even took me on a row boat in the shipping channel in the mediterranian ( i was like 8), what did I know.
he bought our first boat in 1971 a 15 ft MFG. we took it everywhere.
I still have it and even has a new engine. But I dont use it cause I got a 21' which is better for the ocean.
I think of selling it, but can't bring myself to do it cause of all the memories we had on it.
Nearly swamping it comes to mind. He was sometimes more excited to fish than cautious.
But we would have some great talks about everything while fishing, it was the only time he would open up with me.
Good memories.
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