The Cap'n might have had an almost divine sense for what would work for his boat.
Unlike a three-year-old, I realized that a good captain doesn't trust a green hand without verifying the work done and undone.
I'd learned in the Navy that what geedunks ( sweets and specialty items not served at meals) the ship sold were not necessarily what I wanted. So I had a private stash.
Accuse someone of having poor skills as a sailor. Accuse them of being a lousy cook. Accuse them of stupidity. But, the worse thing you can do is stick the Jonah label on anyone. It's like a stripe of paint down your back. It holds and ruins your reputation.
The Cap'n and his wife Cora were not children of the Great Depression. They preceded it but lived through it. The Cap'n happily reminded me, whenever I was about to indulge in anything he perceived as a frivolous expense that " In Maine, when the rest of the country got a cold, Maine got pneumonia." …
Vendetta, my father told me, was an art invented by the Catalans. Hot, cold, mild, or spiced, Catalan's mastered it. That was where I left it until I moved to Maine. There I learned it was a bit more complicated.
Persistence is important in success.
Cribbage was a deal breaker.
I've posted previously about Psyche, about the Captain, and about the Captain and his family's turn of Biblical Phraseology. Well, here is how it turned out one day with the Captain: The Captain owned a beautiful Ketch called Psyche. As general dogsbody, I tried to keep up on the maintenance. One day I was aboard …
If you've never witnessed a schooner being framed up you've missed and interesting bit of marine history.