shrimp tales

I miss the good old days when I was a young 22 year old shrimp boat captain fishing out of my home port of Aransas Pass, Texas dduring the 60's and early 70's.

Most of the fishernen I knew had nicknames. Here are some of my favorite ones and their origins

Cat fish sam, who who had a very wide mouth and looked like a catfish. Crisco Joe, who was discovered in the forpeak bunk with a young new deck mate with an empty can of Crisco shortning next to the bunk.

Chicken Shack Jack, who everybvody was looking for, was found sleeping behind Pee Wee's bar in a chicken coop. Captain Crunch who never learned to dock his boat correctely and was always crashing into the dock. Hungry Richard, who had an a condition that made him eat way too much. In fact he had a hard time getting a job becausee of it.

Tex, who hated me as much as I hated him. He was always bad mouthing me on the cb radio all the time, calling me a dam yankee. He was the steriotype of a braggart red necked Texan.

Bill Looney, who was the worst rat bastard to ever walk the face of the earth. I rember him raping a young girl in the back of a car while he was on his way to Boy's Town in Matamorphis, Mexico. Karma caught up to him one day. The dumb ass took a cab from Aransas Pass to Morgan City, La. to sell a load of pot. Somebody ratted him out and he died in prison.

Sarge, an old retired army sergeant who had become a wino. I used to sit on the docks with him and drink wine with him. He told some great war stories when he was drunk.

See you at Shrimp Tales II:2wave:.