Originally Posted by
jimmy z
I often think about dad, and the times we went fishing together, many, many moons ago. It seems like another lifetime, a time when younger and free from the anxieties that one has. Years ago, my dad had a boat in Sheepshead Bay, Bklyn. .
On this day though, in March, I wanted to fish, as a I always did. So dad got us some blood worms, a can of corn and a therom of Dunkin' Donuts coffee. We always had the DD coffee on those cold days. Back at that time there weren't many DD's around, but the one on Emmons Ave. was the one we all knew.