A fragment from a moment against the afternoon sun is stuck in my memory. The hot concrete under my bare feet, the same one a group of kids laid on, bellies down, no shirt, curls dripping salty water. A small, open white box held a bit of dirt and a few red worms. The white box also laid on the hot concrete, the shiny red worms reflected the sunlight. Bread and worms were stuffed into the metal hook, that was then thrown into the water they told us they were aiming for the bi
