Fishing is Dangerous!!!

I guess the most important thing to remember about fishing is how dangerous it is; and how unforgiving the ocean can be. After all you are fishing hundreds of miles from the nearest land at times. Help just cannot get to you that easy. That is why fisherman always counted on each other to help for parts or any other assistance they could offer. Because of this, many wonderful men have lost there lives at sea. May God bless each and every one of them and there families.

You see the most important thing when the boats came home was that our Dads were safe. God bless our Fisherman…

photo taken by Eddie Costa

Manuel Silva, Boats

Manuel Silva, had some wonderful boats 4 to be exact he was one of the last to sell his boats. Personal favorite was the Proud Heritage and the Sea Quest. He later added the Tradition and the Legacy all beautiful. A great owner with great family .Unfortunately and ironically two of his boats the Sea Quest later named the Betty C and the Tradition which turned into the Cape Elizabeth both sunk due to fires at sea, that was after Manuel had sold the boats…

Uncle Rollie

I think everybody has a uncle that you loved and were a little scared of at times. In my family that was uncle Rollie. He did have a heart of gold but if you crossed him, you better get out of the way.
Boy did he catch his fish as a captain and then as a boat owner. He started as a captain on the Liberty Bell, to the Neptune then to the Cape Cod and the Ana Maria. Uncle Rollie one of the first to go fish in Africa with the Neptune and later the Cape Cod. He owned the Mary Lucille which was the old Louis Seaver. Later after he did well with the Mary Lucille and fixed it up as nice as he could the unthinkable happened, it sanked.

He then bought the City of Lisbon and renamed it the “new” Mary Lucille. I was young when uncle rollie was running the boats so I do have a few memories but one of the funniest memories I have was when the first Mary Lucille was coming in to customs.  If you’ve ever been to customs it use to be at the end of broadway pier. Well there just about getting ready to throw the lines to tie the boat up when “Prince“ decides to go for it. Prince was my uncles German Sheppard, you know the type with a head the size of a horse weighing about 100 lbs it seemed. Well Prince saw the familys on the dock and decided to jump he did so good except he was about 2 feet short. Into the bay Prince went. Well after all the screaming and yelling they plucked Prince out of the water. Here comes the funny part. Whenver a boat would come to customs so did a harbor police it seemed. Well this cop decided to stop and get out, but he maded one mistake leaving his door open. Yeah Prince thought it would be great to jump into the front seat and shake it all off. he just sat there and wouldn’t move. Ofcourse their was more yelling and screaming and maybe a ticket I don’t remember all I do remember was Prince was wet and he wanted to dry off in the police car.
The boat got cleared at custums they moved the boat and we went home with a story that the whole family still remembers. Uncle Rollie soon retired from fishing and has know moved on to heaven. He will never be forgotten. God Bless you Uncle Rollie your missed ….

Zolezzi’s Fleet

The Zolezzi family was another family with multiple boats in the fleet and also their own fuel dock. Many of my father’s trips either began or ended at that fuel dock. The Marietta and Mary Antoinette may have been relatively small boats but they sure did catch a lot of fish…
Lone Wolf
 
 
 
Mary Antonette                                                                                     Marietta
Jeannine