When I was young, my home was walking distance from the Indian River, in the Vero Beach area of Florida, which was filled with crabs, fish, oysters and clams. My backyard was a seafood market within arm’s reach. My family often swam to the island nearby and played keep-away with the dolphins that tried to steal our picnic lunch.
My first tug-of-war game was with a sea bass that refused to let the weak arms of my five-year-old body reel...
