Every winter our Papa Bill grills incredibly great May River, South Carolina oysters, clams and mussels on his grill.
In March I caught a flying fish off the Broad River Bridge.
In April we again visited Grandma and Papa in South Carolina.
At summer's end we flew back home from Albany to Baltimore. It was the first time we flew back by ourselves.
The year started with my catching a small black bass off the Broad River Bridge near Beaufort, South Carolina. My cousin Luke says I catch too many fish.
In June the Maryland Chesapeake Bay crabs were fat.
Papa set up a "special pole" with three baits and said I should at least catch something.......
Thank you for visiting,
Logan William.
(Luke and me.)
In May we returned to Grandma and Papa's home in Bluffton, South Carolina.
In the fall we hunted with Papa at an eroded Chesapeake Bay swimming beach where I dug silver coins.
In November I fished a local bond in Maryland.
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Me and my Dad Phil fished a great trout stream in the New York Adirondacks.
My Uncle Lee and I caught a great rainbow trout from his boat on Brant Lake, New York.
We had a record snowfall of 18.5 inches on Maryland's Eastern Shore. Papa Bill wrote my name in the snow.
(Me and my cousin Luke who doesn't appreciate my fishing luck.)
(Luke and me in Papa Bill and Grandma Pat's back yard, Bluffton, South Carolina.)
(My brother Harrison and me.)
(Me, Tony, Luke and Reagan.)
(Me holding a silver quarter and my cousin Luke.
(Me and my sister Reagan and her "American Girl" doll named Brooklyn at the Hampton hall golf course.)
(Fishing in the ocean surf at Hilton Head, South Carolina.)
The "Chicken House" diner went out of business in Chestertown, New York. They left the chicken.
