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Masonic “Scribbins”(Continued from page 26)I caught a large Speck on the channel side of the boat cut one Saturday, that probably weighed a legit 8pounds, but by the time Daddy culled all the sinkers out of his tackle box and put down the trout’s gullet, itweighed 9# 3oz at the bait camp!All tales of the North Jetty should include this one. I was fishing dead shrimp on the bottom. Daddy wasthrowing a silver spoon at any boat between us and the Bolivar Peninsula, when a scuba diver came up nextto our boat, in the midst of literally hundreds of treble hooks! This guy asked Dad if he wanted to buy ananchor, which Dad did. And as Dad gave him a $5 dollar bill, Dad told him to get his rear end back to shore,quit “messing up” the fishing and watch out for silver spoons. The anchor sits in my garage even nowOne foggy morning we put in at Freeport, running out the channel and were darn near overrun by the CoastGuard cutter heading out into the Gulf. Little did we know this would not be the last we would see of thisvessel.The seas were absolutely flat! Dad & I had stopped fishing to eat lunch. I kept hearing a popping noise andthen saw a flare on the western horizon and a trace of smoke. So we set out full throttle 270 degrees. Afterabout 30 minutes we found a cabin cruiser burned to the water line and 3 fishermen who had been expectingbacon & eggs, instead of a grease fire and an inflatable raft. They tied up to us as other boats arrived from alldirections. Looming from the north was the Coast Guard cutter. It was moving fast and its bow displacingmore white water than the Lake Livingston dam’s flood gates.The ship pulled up on the scene, a sailor sprinted to the .50 caliber machinegun mounted on the bow andproceeded to sink the “navigational hazard”. I’ve been to rock concerts when you had to bring your ownrocks, but none as loud as that gun’s muzzle on a fine, calm day. The cabin cruiser’s owner gave my dad theempty flare gun. It rest on my desk, along with other memories.There are many more memories in this old man’s head, but my 2 fingers are getting tired.It would be nice though, if I could drive Old Man Hubbard and Daddy fishing and let them sleep down andback27 ON THE WEB AT WWW.TWTMAG.COM 27