Crabbing

There used to be so little traffic on the road leading into North Wildwood, that it was a pleasure to crab and fish from the small bridges. We used to get quite a few crabs off them. I guess Dad didn't know about all the clams about there, because he never took us clamming. There were no closed waters in those days.

I liked the salt water fish much better than the fresh water fish we used to get in PA. They didn't have that strong fish taste. My favorite was flounder. Fried flounder on rye bread with coleslaw and tarter sauce was my pick of all fish. Add fries and it's fit for a king.