Tony;
I'm a LOT older than you, but I, too, saw fish like that when I was a wee lad. We lived with my grandparents on a farm during WWII. There was a nice little creek that ran through it. I fished with a cane pole and brought everything home I caught. My sainted Grandmother, cooked every thing I brought home including VERY little fishes (way smaller than yours). It made me feel important, like I was really contributing to the families table (which I was in a VERY small way

). I had the greatest grandparents that anyone could wish for...
Thanks for bringing back those memories...
Dale53