Fri 8/7/2020 8:49 AM
Mark,
Winter Harbor was one of the best times. For the first time in my father’s navy career, we lived close to family.
The setting of lobster traps is one of my more vivid memories as it was one of the first times I remember getting in trouble. My friend’s dad was a lobster fisherman; Keith Tory and I would use his dad’s rowboat and set lobster traps. Only the lobsters were valuable, so I got to bring home crabs for my mother, who loved crab meat. She would make sandwiches, but not for me as I didn’t care for them.
How did I get in trouble? Well, the entire community must have ratted on me. It seems even then; you were required to wear a life vest on a rowboat. Who knew? Not me. Ouch!
Years later, when I lived in Maryland, I learned just how dumb crabs are. In Maryland, you can tie a string to a chicken neck and catch crabs off the pier. They will grab onto the chicken neck and not let go. That is dumb.
The punishment for the crabs was more than I got.
John, IV