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DEEP SEA FISHING

We went to see ‘Johnny Ray’ a blind entertainer. His popular
song at the time was called ‘Cry’. There were lots of ‘Bobbie
Socks’ in the crowd to scream and cheer him. I loved it.

Joe did too, but because he recognized it was just show
business. That the girls were paid to cheer. He wouldn’t let
up, telling me that Perry Como had paid ladies swooning while
he crooned. He didn’t have a favorite singer, but kept telling
me how good that crazy guy Elvis Presley was.
You couldn’t leave Atlantic City without buying enough
Saltwater Taffy for everyone at home. Everyone got a box.
We had plenty ourselves.

It was neat watching them string it out on rollers, buckling it
over and over, adding just a little color for stripes, red or
green, blue or orange until it was long stringy and ready to be
cut into small size bites. We had enough to pick favorites. I
didn’t like Coffee, or the Yellow Banana, but the Green
Spearmint, Vanilla, and Coconut were good. I would however
eat any of them.
A few miles south of Atlantic City is Ocean City. We went
down there so Pop could take us ‘Deep Sea’ fishing. We
boarded a 30 foot open boat. It looked like a large row boat,
without any cover. It was much different than I thought or
had seen in the news reels with large poles and even larger fish.
Like Sail Fish or Tuna. We may not have been going fishing
for exactly that size fish.

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