I was born in the 1940's in the small outport of Princeton on Bonavista Bay in Newfoundland, the son of an inshore fisherman. The fond memories related here are of my younger years till age fifteen, when I left home to live in the city. However, some references are made to present times. These stories (double the number that were in the first edition) are dedicated to my late mom and dad, Frances and Lew Prince, who brought me up in a happy home. I wrote from memory, and over fifty years have passed since these wonderful things happened to me, so please forgive if you find some discrepancies. In other words - "a lot of water under the bridge, bye". But I do hope that they will bring back to some of my readers fond memories of their Newfoundland home.