Monday, July 29, 2024
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I remember Uncle Don and Aunt Connie would come down and we would go on fishing charters. One time there was a school of Bonita coming through, Uncle Don and I hooked one. So everyone else had to take their lines out of the water, because ours were taking us around the entire boat. I miss those days. Love, April
