Word: whaled
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...great-grandfather Johann Christoph Jardin was a whaler. Born in Germany, he was a cooper by training, making barrels aboard ship to hold the whale oil gathered by men who spent months, even years, roaming the seas. He sailed out of New Bedford, Mass., in the late 1840s. When his ship was wrecked in the Arctic a decade later, those who made it to shore survived the cold by stomping back and forth across the frozen tundra. My father remembers Christoph (as he called himself) telling him how his hair turned white overnight. Eventually they were rescued and taken...
...miss the opportunity to get out on the water yourself. Ferries ply the waters between Boston and numerous small islands in Massachusetts Bay. Several groups run whale-watch cruises from Rockport and Gloucester on Cape Ann, and other leave from Cape Cod. Expect to spend about $25 for the trip...
Judging by the titles of his books--The Death of Satan; Required Reading: Why Our American Classics Matter Now; Moby-Dick Or, the Whale--the writing of Andrew H. Delbanco '73 would seem more at home as beach reading than on the shelf of a highbrow literary critic...
...towering if scaly athleticism pioneered by H.R. Giger's mantid man-eaters in the Alien series. And while the snub-nosed, micro-eared Godzilla of the '60s and '70s had a vaguely mammalian mien--appropriate for a creature whose Japanese name, Gojira, is an amalgam of kujira (whale) and gorira (gorilla)--the fin-de-siecle Godzilla has a crocodilian brow, iguana affectations, a T. Rex crouch and a noble if dragonish chin instead of an avuncular Adam's apple. As for the radioactive breath, well, it was hard for Tatopoulos to justify, so don't expect it. No lizard does...
...formal manly rituals. Aficionados of the bullring should appreciate the choreography of the action. Fans of bloodless sports may find the whole thing too stagey. Yet there is no denying the drama and inevitability of McCarthy's climactic mano a mano. What seems less fated is that white whale of an epilogue...