The same kid said they got into 'em again yesterday and last night from the bank at a place on Lake Fork.

He said that they had to leave the crappie biting at 10:00 p.m.

He said that they would have stayed all night but his mama and then his daddy kept calling and finally told him that if they had to come down there to get him...

They were fishing ahead of this Norther that came in this morning.

It was 74 at 5:00 this morning. 40 now at 10:30
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.