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    Striper Moon

    Oct 20, 2020 5 minutes
    By Dave Stalling

    I was 17 and on my way to pick up a date for a high school dance when I caught a glimpse of a rising moon on a cool September evening. Bright and fat as a peach, it stirred me. I rushed home, grabbed the keys to Dad’s boat and headed out in search of striped bass. In my delirium, I forgot my date. True story. It was, after all, a striper moon.

    The incident inspired my oldest brother to create a collage of images clipped from magazines. On a beach in the foreground stood a beautiful woman glancing longingly out to sea. Far in the distance was a figure fishing from a small Boston Whaler like my father’s. The caption read, “Oh well … I guess he’d rather

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