Sun shines down on us On the hot pier my eyes close Dream of pan fried smelt. When I think of Ocean Beach I think of all those long days fishing off the pier.  My mom, brother, and me would stake out a spot and try to catch our dinner.  Those were good times when we caught smelt or bass.  What I knew I could always look forward to were the french fries at the cafe near the end of the pier.  Those crunchy salty snacks gave me strength to fish till dinner time.