
Originally Posted by
Apexbud
Bob Mitchum liked to hunt and fish. He came to the Eastern Shore back in the late '50 to do just that.
My uncle had just got back from a hitch in the Army in Germany and somehow they met and hit it off.
Uncle Bill would show him the ways of the water around The Chester, The Narrows and down Eastern Bay and Crab Alley.
He was alot like Bill.
Big. Quiet. A hard look in his eyes at times, but also a mischevious twinkle there too.
I remember him eating a soft crab for the first time. He gave it a funny look at first, but when he saw my grandmother eating one, he could not back out. Once he tasted it, of course he was hooked.
He seemed to fit the role of a waterman, and they accepted him as well.
He always had a kind word to the small wide-eye kid.....me.