By Barry Naugle

In 1931, when I was around 7 years old, my older brother Jay and I would go fishing for “Hook Fish.”

We lived close to Miami Beach and would often sneak off to a canal which separated a strip of land between it and the Ocean.  We would fish away the afternoons and throw the Hook Fish up on

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