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In the Wheelhouse.

Posted by on Mar 3, 2011 in Commercial Fishing, Stories | 3 comments

This is not really a blog entry: it takes about ten minutes to read. I wrote this piece of non-fiction months ago. If you got the time please give it a read. Thanks. What is it about finding a sick bird that will get people to go and find a cardboard box in the attic, shred some newspaper, get a bowl of water, and consider calling the vet that takes in...

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Sea Herring, a fiction

Posted by on Jan 31, 2011 in Commercial Fishing, Stories | 5 comments

In the winter, when the sea herring arrive, a boat’s rail is always cold. If you put your bare hands on it while staring at a distant headland, the rail may grab a piece of skin and rip it off. The view is never worth the pain of attachment. I pick at a herring scale, remove it from my face. The tiny scales are like sequins, like party glitter. They...

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moments in time

Posted by on Jan 3, 2011 in Stories | 17 comments

December 10th 2010 my dad died in a car accident. An oak tree killed him, shearing the driver’s side of the car clean off. Days later, the cops showed us the tree and the car. It was obvious there’d been no need for an ambulance. The newspaper said Route 6 on the Connecticut/ Rhode Island line was closed for three hours. Every night since he died I...

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Scalloping out of Point Judith, Rhode Island.

Posted by on Dec 9, 2010 in Commercial Fishing | 12 comments

It’s simple, on paper: tow the dredge and catch the scallops; remove scallops from shell; place scallops on ice in the hold; bring to dock; sell. Scalloping is brutal on the hands, wrists, and forearms. It is tendonitis on steroids. Most people can’t hack it. And there’s neck pain—these guys rarely look up from their scalloping cutting....

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Working deck

Posted by on Nov 2, 2010 in Commercial Fishing | 16 comments

Unemployable? Recession got you down? Here’s a list of things to keep in mind when beginning a new job on a fishing boat. The first rule is easy: The captain’s in charge. He’s the at-sea version of God. He also is the one who hires you. The hiring takes place at the dock. Sea gulls fly overhead. A barrel of salted lobster bait reeks in the sun. Your...

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