If I had to pick just one picture of me that I like the best, it would have to be this one. I believe that it was the summer of 1980 after I had joined the Coast Guard and flew back to Virginia to visit Bob and Elaine. I’m sure there will be other stories about this trip, but here, Bob and I were going down to the Chesapeake Bay to go out on a chartered boat to catch Bluefish. We drove down in the afternoon and had planned to sleep in the back of his Bob’s truck so that we could get underway early. On the way down, Bob made a quick detour to a little beach where we threw out our lines in the surf just to see what would happen. Sure enough, in no time at all, I had this really nice Bluefish. The fish was only 4 or 5 pounds, but I think that you can tell from the look on my face that it was pretty special .