Pulled from the water to the table: A fish and grits story

Laura Young ECB Publishing, Inc. When my grandpa retired from being a walking mailman, he took up being a fisherman and sold his catch to help make ends meet. Though my grandparents lived in a small, asbestos-shingle house, it sat in its simplicity on concrete blocks right on the bank of the grand Halifax River in South Daytona. Most summers growing up, my siblings and I would take turns riding the Greyhound bus to this house to spend a few weeks. Our visits included the typical summertime