The summer of 1962! Dad didn't fool
around with pole fishing, he just went
skin diving and got his fish with one
"catch!" We kids like to play cowboy
and Indians. Dad caught me with
my cap gun six shooters and had
me pose.
"Who wears short, shorts; mom wears
short, shorts!" Mom and dad's friend
was into photography and took this
picture from another "big catch."
You can see the fish have their own
distinctive markings. These two fish
were small in comparison to some others
dad got. He fashioned a power head that
used 45 bullets. It would take the fish
down immediately and could be hauled
into the boat quickly. Before, he would have
to tie off his spear to the boat while the
fish would pull the boat up and down
the channel until it gave out; which could
be hours.
In this case, the big one didn't get away!
