My friend David worked as a Grounds Keeper on Garden Key. He has a lot of unpleasant cleaning-up-toilets-after-tourists stories. A lot of ghost stories, too. (Generally, the two types are unrelated.) I have so many fond memories of this trip. I suppose what stands out the most are the hours I spent fishing from the pier. Here`s an excerpt from my journal about my Garden Key fishing experience: `Last night I went out to the dock with my can of beans for bait (all afternoon had been an unsuccessful attempt to fashion a makeshift net from a scuba gear mesh bag and a stick--couldn`t even catch one damn minnow) when an old man, very brown, Buddha belly, beer in hand, smell of alcohol and sweat, offered me
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