This is a photo of my brother, father and me taken probably somewhere around 1947. Strange that I can remember that day but I do. As I recall, I fell in the lake, or was I pushed? The picture was taken on my grandfather's farm which on this map is just to the left of N in NEW at the confluence of Tom Creek and Shoal Creek. The fish were all carp which were turned into patties and fried. My father carried a tobacco can which served as his bait can that held freshly dug worms or sometimes grasshoppers. Although I've included a tin of split-shots, around that time my father used pieces of tubes which may have been toothpaste tubes and were made of some kind of soft metal, possibly zinc or lead. The topo map is dated 1924 and shows some towns that are long gone. These were good times.
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