EXT TO CHRISTMAS MORNING, summer is the sweetest time in a boy’s life. Growing up on River Road in St. James, the possibilities were endless. With the June Rise, the bar pits were overfilled with water, trapping fish of all sizes in these 6- to 8-foot-deep ponds*. My five brothers and I could hardly wait to get down to business. As soon as we topped the levee, we stripped to our Fruit of the Looms, dove into the cool
