Join Date: Aug 2002
Location: Gloucester, Mass. USA
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If only I had gone over to say ‘Hello’
My good friend Randy and I took my boat out to run up the motor yesterday. Steaming out of the harbor we saw a lobsterman friend of ours “Lucky John” getting towed in. We made a quick loop around the outer harbor and came back in. We stopped at Randy’s boat which is wintering over on my mooring to check her out and found all was well. As we shoved off from there Randy suggested that we run over and see what happened with Lucky’s boat.
“Na…” I said. “He’s probably up to his butt-hole in his bilge tryin’ to figure out what happened. I doubt he’s in any good humor and I don’t want to interrupt him.”
Lucky’s body was found floating in the harbor. He apparently had fallen overboard shortly after his boat had reached the dock as he hadn’t even gotten the dock-lines made fast yet.
Lucky was 64 years old and had been around boats all his life. He had a wife, few kids and was the nicest guy ye’d ever want to meet. Give ya the shirt right off ‘is back if ya needed it! Tell ya, there’ll be a lot ‘o people at his wake, sure!
"Who would go to sea for pleasure
would go to hell for pastime."