Aug 13

In the 1950s, I recall fishing with Chris Arcoleo out of Fishermen’s Wharf in Monterey, waking up in the pre-dawn hours in Watsonville, driving around the bay with my grandfather and arriving at about 6 a.m. at the landing that was completely void of vacationers.

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