Baltic Sea pushes northbound for tasks away from the refinery, where Cape Don discharges,
John P. Brown heads southbound along a wooded bank of Staten Island for some job,
Robert J. Bouchard stands by while Tamara off-loads,
and Thomas D. Witte moves a barge where needed in the Kills. And I’d better get back to work myself.
Unrelated: More pirate news. Madagascar–south of Somalia by at least 1000 miles, was the location of a settlement called Libertalia four hundred years ago when the pirates were renegade Europeans.
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April 23, 2008 at 2:38 pm
suburbanlife
The more i see your photos and read your posts, it is underscored in my understanding how committed you are to the history, provenance, documentation and utility of tugs and oceangoing container ships – and of their particular presence in your life as a daily phenomenon. i sense there is a book somewhere in all your posts, and a good basis for a unique book from your specific perspective. have you given such an idea any thought? Is there a Museum of the Waterfront where you live – I think you are on to something special here?!?!?!!! G
April 24, 2008 at 7:19 am
Michael
That ice looks all wrong…summer is coming. It’s time to turn off the thermostats, clean windows, check the screens, find the sandals, and prepare to get wet!