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Had occasion to run into an old childhood friend recently and we sat and reminenced about growing up in north Freeport aka Velasco Heights. It was a ten minute bicycle ride to the Dow barge canals from my house. I remember my dad requesting some fresh sand trout and whiting on his way out the door for work so I'd reach in the freezer and grab a bag of fresh dead shrimp, my 6 ft. Eagle claw rod and Penn reel and light out for the tressel bridge to go catch some. There was no limits or restrictions on size or numbers back then so it was a real bonus to bring home some rat reds or a flounder. My dad was a commercial boat captain and encouraged me to fish, play ball and stay out of trouble. He'd tell me to cut up the smallest sand trout or chase down some sand fiddler crabs if I ran out of bait. Sorry if I bored anyone but I was surely a lucky kid.
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Yeah Harvey....Freeport was the place to be back in the '20s.
Captain, Galveston County Blue Team Fish Killers
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20's???? That is when he got is AARP card.
Harvey's first report card was carved in rock....Comment
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Freeport was a far cry from Sweeny. We did have 2 hamburger joints and let you boys visit Surfside once in a while. Jeremy, those were the days!uComment
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