When I was a boy growing up in Holland, Michigan, we used to catch the occasional snapping turtle. We would then sell the turtles to the Warm Friend Tavern, the local hotel and dining spot. The Warm Friend would turn them into turtle soup.
But that was long ago and far away. And lots of fun for adventurous young boys. But we did not have to go into stinking dirty water

to catch the snappers. West Michigan has lots of clean fresh water to this day.
