Sorry I don't have anything substantial to contribute re Quanah bait-I just found this site by accident while looking up someone from Quanah. I was born there in 1944 and I still remember the horrible smell of Red River (or creek) minnows that had been mashed up, drying in the sun on top of a corrugated tin roof on a farm outbuilding (probably the chicken house) in 1949-1950. Thanks for taking me back.
Tgravley, forgot to say my dad and Harley were best friends. Can you tell me if Myrtle, his wife, is still alive?
Edited by judi (10/03/09 02:03 PM)