Generation NEXT?!
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My Brother Jim and I are
seen here in a revealing old photograph near our home in Spring Valley, San Diego County,
California. It seems that schooling was the order of the day and one of the boys is ready
for the task at hand. The other (that would be me) is obviously planning where to dig up
some fat worms! The fishin' habit was then, and still is, a hard habit to break! My mother
Nell later told my boys how the streams near Sweetwater Reservoir were the favorite
catching grounds when I played hookey. When the truant officer caught up to my friends and
I, work detail around the school yard was often meted out as punishment. Mother often
quiped that the school district had to put on a couple of WPA men to keep up with the work
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dad's two sons eventually learned how to land bigger fish. In the photograph below, taken
at one of the piers frequented by San Diego fishermen of all ages, the brothers have their
hands quite full with a couple of nice sized fish. Many fine meals were brought home to
mom in this manor. As you will discover in the following pages, the Parks' Southern
California home was and is still just a short "cast" away from some of the
finest fisheries in the world. |
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