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Over the past few years, John Jedrlinic aka “Jed” has shared a lot of photos he’s taken near Norfolk, which is great since otherwise I’d never have seen some of these. Take Huntington, below, apparently the in-house tug of the shipyard in Newport News.
Or McAllister Boys, I’ve no idea which foreign port she works out of today.
And Russel B. Murray. Express Marine units used to be common in the sixth boro, but no more.
Russel B. Murray used to work in New York the year I was born . . . then called Shamokin.
I did see Night Hawk several times on the Elizabeth River in Fall 2015.
Chief is now Dann Marine’s Diamond Coast, but I’ve not yet seen her.
And finally, a former regular in the sixth boro, Lucinda Smith. See her here in the KVK in 2011.
All photos here were taken by Jed. Thanks.
Recently Gabriella wrote this lovely piece on her blog, whose complete title is “surviving the suburban life.” I pass along her eloquence about growing or buying local here.
Notice the five white reefer containers near the top; they have compressor machinery at one end. They might contain imported blueberries, tomatoes, flowers; maybe imported apples for the big apple.
Stuff imported and more. I’m not preaching, and…
I’ll buy and use some of the stuff, but
what is the future? While driving in rural Alberta last week, I saw a dozen or so containers at the end of a hay field. As an old farm hand I checked what agricultural stuff would travel in the containers: outbound alfalfa hay.
The mosaic of primer color containers has become like a bar code imprinted everywhere in our environment, the contemporary ever-shifting logo on the waterways, rails, and highway; around factories and behind shopping emporiums; even in the hayfields near the continental divide.
I suppose this has roots in the 19th century when Hudson River ice packed in sawdust went to the tropics and coastal guano and of course many other raw tropical commodities–some of the same as the ones today–travel up to our latitudes.
Photos by Will Van Dorp.
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