Go Tele! Good luck this year!

 

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When I was a teenager, there were a lot more boat kids running the docks than I see nowadays. Fishing time, of course, always came first, and we never knew when – or if – we’d see a dockside friend again. The August coho closure was the one moment of the season that we counted on all our friends being in town, and as one of my oldest friends recently remembered, we looked forward to that time as if it were Christmas.

The processing plant we sold to held an annual beach picnic during the closure. Salmon on the grill, a chance to visit with everyone you’d missed so far that season; this was a big deal, and the boat kids ran all over Halibut Point, wild with delight.

I remember riding the shuttle back to the harbor at the end of one of those picnics, sharing the van with…

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