rich scheffer
Well-known member
I practically grew up on that waterfront in the backround. My grandfather passed away right after the war. My dad soon met an old charterboat captain, Walter Brooks. Walter ran a charter boat called the "Chinco" out of Seaford. I really think Walter was my replacement grandfather, and my dad's replacement father. We lived in levittown and spent every spare minute and hour down at that old Seaford water front. My dad worked construction weekdays and worked as mate on the "Chinco" weekends from the late forties into the mid fifties. I went along every weekend, I have fond memories of summer fluke fishing, spring Blackfishing off the T wreck, winter codfishing and fall Albacore fishing. We used to tow a big truck tire right behind the transom and drop red and white Japanese feathers right behind the tire. It seemed like as soon as the feather hit the wash created by the tire an albacore would hit it. I was just a little kid, but I can remember fish up to my knees in the cockpit. Everyone in the neighborhood ate albacore during that season.In later years my dad had a few bucks saved up, so he and a friend bought an old 24 ft Verity skiff fron a guy in bellmore. Seeing the causeway bridges in the backround of these picture reminds me of nights in that boat, spent tied up under these bridges, waiting for the tide and when the time was right, drifting big sand worms back behind the boat, while chumming with grass shrimp, My god what stripers we all caught! There were always a bunch of garveys running around in the evenings with lanterns mounted on the bows, for jacking whatever they saw.This was a great place to grow up and a great time. it formed the rest of my life which has been centered around commercial fishing, boat building and duck hunting. Thanks for the pictures, and the memories. Rich
