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Bodybacks with Joseph Scott Moore.

Probably the fondest memory I have from my childhood has to do with my mother's father and my father's mother. And both of those centered on fishing,

on both sides of the family. I remember even at a very young age of having a cane pole

in my hand and fishing with katava worms that my grandmother had like, I don't know,

six or seven of these behemoths in her yard.

And katab worms are very resilient.

You can go and you take a long pole and you knock them off the leaves and you gather them up

and you put them in peat moss,

and you can freeze them.

And they are the best bait in the world, particularly in Louisiana, where the water is black and dark, deep.

You catch all manner of fish.

You catch what are called bull brim, these big, big brim, panfish, if you will.

And catfish as well.

And I spent many years fishing both the Black Bayou and Bayou DeSeered in Monroe, Louisiana with my grandparents and pleasant memories. And the thing about being on a bayou is this.

It is a kind of beauty that if you've never experienced it, it's striking when you sit there and you contemplate. Because one of my favorite things in the world is to see Cyprus knees coming up out of the water allowing these trees to breathe and to grow the shade they provide and to watch the Spanish moss kind of drift back and forth in the breeze.

Something very peaceful about it.

But what if, what if you're walking along a bayou somewhere in the southern United States,

particularly in the Houston area?

And you happen to look over into the water and you see what you think is a body.

And you say, certainly, that's not a human body. But as you approach, you see that it is.

And it's one of many bodies that have been recovered over a very short period of time that

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