When I drove up to LE Fowler’s house at White Oak, near Longview, half the driveway was taken up with a huge, well-equipped fishing boat. I could tell I was in the right place. Lots of people had told me about this legendary fisherman. Some call him a fish witch because he can catch fish where nobody else can. Some say he’s psychic. Whatever you call him, he knows where and when to catch fish.
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