Takes me back to the late 60's when we would visit my grandparents in Aberdeen. Our step grandfather would take us up to Havre de Grace, we would grab sticks, walk out in the mud barefooted, and just pop them out of the mud.
What a blast. Although I really did not appreciate crab at that time, it is still one of the funnest memories I have of Ralph, my step-grandad.
Great dude. He worked his entire career at APG as an ET.
Plus that Winchester .22 Hornet, with scope, he gave me still rocks. That thing is 58 years old, my age.
“The truth will set you free, but first it will make you miserable.” - President James A. Garfield