Sailors I Have Known

Rachel got me thinking about all the nicknames I gave and heard in Port Hardy. I like nicknames. They tell us a little something extra about the person in question. Although usually that information is trivial and/or wrong. That’s okay. I like nicknames anyway.

The nicknames we gave and heard were combinations of boat names, hometowns, endearing or annoying quirks, physical looks, amusing incidents, and sometimes completely random. There is a reason writers like Jack Hodgins and other West Coasters write about people like these: They are characters even before they grace the pages of books.

We knew:

Mitchell Bay Mark

The Man With No Shirt

Jungle Dan

Cedar Isle Jim

Chicken Tonight Steve

Johnny Quest

Pious Bill

Rhett

The Campbell’s Soup Kid

Odie

Lady J

Big Willie Style

Newfie Jim

Night Flight Mike

Heather The Diver

Whistling Man

Our Jesus

Esso Lady

And probably a bunch of others I am forgetting.

7 Comments to “Sailors I Have Known”

  1. By rachel, January 10, 2009 @ 1:35 pm

    Yeah, like Anti-Refrigeration Jason!

  2. By Liz, January 10, 2009 @ 1:38 pm

    Exactly!

  3. By rachel, January 10, 2009 @ 7:08 pm

    Also: How did you stop yourself from saying, “Hello, sailor!” to each and every one of these guys? Or did you?

  4. By Liz, January 10, 2009 @ 7:13 pm

    If you have ever stood downwind of a coked-out gillnetter who has been up for 72 hours, you would understand the bounds of my restraint.

    “Hello, sailor!” would have been tantamount to “Hello, I am a free prostitute. Please feel free to molest me on the bait freezer.”

    And for some of the elderly trollers, it might have caused a heart attack.

  5. By Beth, January 10, 2009 @ 9:21 pm

    When I lived with my grandparent’s I went to a French Catholic school. It was grade 6. I had a great crush on the tough young man who probably grew up to be a motorcycle riding criminal, a very young James Dean. He was 11 years old and he swaggered, I swear.
    Anyway, I loved his nickname. He was Jean Cameron, but so was his dad, so he was known as “Tit Jean”. That’s not the english pronunciation of tit. That’s the short form of the word petit so it’s more like- tsee. and Jean isn’t like blue jean. It’s the French John.
    So, Tit Jean sounded tough and cool. sigh

  6. By Liz, January 10, 2009 @ 11:16 pm

    So it was more like Tsee Zhan? Okay, sexy.

  7. By Beth, January 11, 2009 @ 12:10 pm

    Yeah, that’s it. quite sexy – for an 11 year old.

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