Plaque At Stage Fort

My cousins agreed to pitch in and donate a bench in honor of our grandparents who spent a great deal of time at Stage Fort Park. Our grandparents lived on Tolman Ave where my Grandfather had a nice view of the boats coming and going from the harbor.

I saw the newspaper clipping from the ceremony just last night where they talked about the unveiling of the plaque. In the paper it sounded like the plaque in honor of my grandparents was only donated by the children of my parents (meaning my sister and I), but it was donated by all of my grandparent’s grandchildren including my cousins Larry, Joey and Cosimo Marcantonio and Frankie and my cousin Licia Trupiano.

Plaque At Stage Fort, originally uploaded by captjoe06.

Western Venture Net Loading Onto Net Reel

As the net reel reels the net on, the crew guide it back and forth so it will be loaded evenly onto the spool. A net this large you wouldn’t want all bunched up in the middle.

Western Venture Net Loading

Here you see the men guiding the net off of the boom truck. They are making sure it is spread properly so once it gets loaded onto the net reel on the boat, it will set off from the boat properly and not all messed up when it hits the water fishing. On evenly distributed=off evenly distributed.

Western Venture Net Loading, originally uploaded by captjoe06.

Swan Net Boom Truck

I wonder how much the nets weigh? I mean the nets these boats tow are enormous, filling up this big truck. My guess is wet they would weigh 18,000 pounds and dry 15,000 pounds.

My guess is based on the size of that truck bed. It looks like it could carry 8 vats, and each vat holds roughly 1500 pounds.

Swan Net Boom Truck, originally uploaded by captjoe06.

Swatting Imaginary Butterflies

The Bean had her first Swatting at Imaginary Butterflies lesson yesterday.

I’d call it a tennis lesson but she probably inadvertantly hit more imaginary butterflies than tennis balls.

I call ’em like I see ’em.  Hopefully I’ll never be one of those parents that walks away from something like that and tell all my friends and relatives how my children are really advanced for their age.

I like to joke with people that my girls are 150th percentile at stuff and then look for the reactions as they try to figure out what that means.

Like after a doctors visit my mom will ask how it went and I’ll tell her that the Bean is 150th percentile for math reasoning.   I’m not sure if she knows if I’m kidding or not, but it’s really just a jab at all those obnoxious parents that blabber on and on about their average children as if they were superstars.