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Theresa Tierney, sweating from her early-morning walk on the beach, carefully treads past the mating crabs. Each summer Tierney and her family trade the Philadelphia heat for a bay-front seat at crab-mating time. As a live crab trundles by her feet, she snatches it up by its spiny tail to reveal an underbelly of writhing legs and pulsing book gills. Despite years of such intimate contact with the crabs, she is still unable to unlock one vital secret. Murmurs a slightly embarrassed Tierney: "I can't even tell what sex it is." Her husband Matt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Jersey Shoreline | 8/21/1989 | See Source »

Fireworks aside, the horseshoe crab, like the cockroach, seems designed to survive a nuclear holocaust. Some have withstood a month without food; others have weathered boat propellers and bullet wounds...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Jersey Shoreline | 8/21/1989 | See Source »

Dave Welsh knows. He's down at Reed's Beach, fishing with his father. For the umpteenth time since he worked these waters as a boy, Welsh, now 42, curses and starts reeling in his line. Nothing biting today except the horseshoe crab. Agitated, he untangles one from his line and tosses it back. He has few kind words for the crabs; the fact is, he finds inanimate objects more provocative. "Each year, you see ten or 20 articles about the crabs, but you never see any about the sandbars," he bellyaches, pointing to the tidal flats along...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Jersey Shoreline | 8/21/1989 | See Source »

...really. But what does one do with a horseshoe crab? Plenty, it turns out. Indians once used their tails for spearheads, and farmers have ground up the crabs for fertilizer and for hog and chicken feed. Some locals varnish dead ones for knickknacks, and others chop them up for eel bait...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Jersey Shoreline | 8/21/1989 | See Source »

Late one afternoon, as the spawning crabs are returning to the water, Zack Gandy and a redheaded pal pace the beach, looking for late departers. Zack, a ten-year-old imp with a Mohawk haircut, sits in the sand poking at a live crab with a stick. "I like watching how they mate," he says, launching into a kid's version of the birds and the bees on the beach. "He climbs up on her back, holds on to her tail, puts his claws under her shell and just mates. That's all I know...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The New Jersey Shoreline | 8/21/1989 | See Source »

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