I Was Wrong
Apr 19, 2021
2 minutes
James Hall Editor-in-Chief
the doughball was garlic. My brother and I spent countless hours on our grandparents’ boat dock staring at rod tips for the indication of a bite every summer of our youth that I can remember. We primarily fished for common carp, the ugly orange variety. And we mostly used Quaker Oats infused with garlic powder. Our grandmother taught
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