gyre wrote:There are gold ships
There are silver ships
There are no ships
Like friendships
Jim always greeted me like a lost relative found.
It was a little embarrassing.
I always wanted to see him on his boat.
I can't help feeling I knew all I needed to know about him though, by the way everyone listened to him.
People twice his size cringed when he was unhappy with them.
He really was the captain.
He told me about how he came to be at burning man.
I asked him once about the fishermen on cape cod.
There was a colony of artists on the cape.
They would do well in the summer, but had very hard times in the winter.
Everyone said that the portuguese fishermen would give you a fish if you asked.
I asked some of the artists if this was true.
A woman told me, with great emotion, of being so hungry one winter that she went to the dock and asked for a fish.
She waited with great trepidation.
They brought out a great fish, so large she could barely carry it.
She fed all her friends for a week with that astonishing fish.
You should understand that this was no casual gift.
Ocean fishing is costly, and the good fish are too.
No one is really sure why they do this.
Most believe it has to do with some religious tradition.
I asked Jim about this and he wasn't surprised.
He said it just had to do with being fishermen.
He said that fishermen understand the strength of a community working together.
And that was why they found burning man so natural once they were there.
He is too great a loss.
Thanks. Great story. I grew up on Cape Cod.