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Rounding the Seine

Every time I remember our boyhood days in East End, I still feel correct in saying that no other children had as much fun, joy, and happiness as we had. Our community had just eleven families. My godfather owned a seine and a large boat to hold it. He would keep the boat ready, and whenever a school of fries (minnows) came into the bay, we would be looking out for the sweet carang [the cavally, a member of the jack family], the beautiful yellow tail snapper, and the fat blue runner (our native name, "hard nose"). They generally came one or two days after the fries.

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