Word: boated
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...cabin of the shrimp boat, bound for the Gulf of Mexico, are these: one Sunbeam Master Chef charcoal grill, three spatulas hanging from eye hooks, a slicker, half a dozen greasy life jackets, a pan full of plastic dishes, a box of Zatarain's crab boil (since 1889), a bottle of Hunt's All Natural barbecue sauce, a bottle of Seven Seas Viva Italian dressing, a bottle of Formula 409 all-purpose cleaner, a can of Bush's Best whole-kernel golden corn, a can of Shurfine early harvest sweet peas, a can of La Choy meatless chow mein...
...guides the boat across Lake Charles, Captain Cretini, a powerful man, as thick in the thighs as some simps are in the chest, gives freely of his Louisiana past. Born less than five miles from where he lives today with his wife, a school teacher, and two children. Army service, 1965 to 1968. Flight school on the G.I. Bill. Joined the San Antonio police department and stayed four years. Missed home. "It's mostly the people here. It's more relaxed." Took a job as a longshoreman on the dock at Lake Charles. Then the work, much of it loading...
...tide is mighty, and it takes a big engine to hold a boat against it, especially a boat with nets down 12 ft. deep. And there is only so much room cross the mouth of the channel -- room, say, for 20 boats, elbow to elbow. So position is everything. The nets in front take the tide-bestowed bounty; the nets behind, on the lesser powered boats, scoop in what is left. If this were a democratic game, the boats on the line would drop back with their fill after a set time, allowing those behind a chance...
...channel the shrimper allows that he bought his 40-ft., all- cypress boat four years ago for $15,000, from a neighbor named Buddy Wannage. He says he paid too much for it, and that so far he has only managed to pay the interest on his loan. He does not know the age of his boat -- "People make them in their backyard. It's not a factory rig" -- which at this very moment is breaking down, just shy of the Firing Line. An exhaust sleeve is spewing dirty water like a coffee percolator gone wild. Overheated, dead...
...Eddie rants, and Richard Cretini catches up along toward midnight and lets down his nets, but no one is hauling in anything to speak of. By first light not a boat is left in the channel. There had been cruel words on the radio all night -- all summer, for that matter -- but no violence...