I don't think its as common here in FL, but my grandfather and great uncle ran a small scale operation in the early 90s. Uncle owned it, but granddad took care of it. "Going to the pond" in the evenings with my grandparents will always stick with me.I always found them a little fatty but they are effectively in a liquid feed lot.
My Dad tried to break into catfish farming in the late '60s. I must of walked half the farms in S. Mississippi and SE Louisiana looking for a place with him. Most were old Tung Nut plantations.
He traveled all over LA, MS and AR talking to fish farmers but could just never put the right deal together. I was in late High School and he asked if I would partner with him if he could start the business and I said I would. It never happened.
It brings back great memories though. Thank you.
Pretty sure my granddad stuck with it mostly because "going to feed the fish" was an excellent excuse to fish every day while he was there.
