Back in the late 1960s, my father went scalloping with Willard Nickerson in Chatham, Massachusetts. Willard Nickerson was a third generation fisherman, whose family started Nickerson Fish and Lobster, and was the only person who could make my father eat raw scallops. And those familiar with the history of Cape Cod know that Chatham was first settled in 1664 by William Nickerson.
Here are some of my father's photos.
|Of course there are Crown Pilot crackers.|
As with hunting dogs, decoys, sailboats, pheasants, anchors, nautical knots and charts, and whales, scallop shells have become such iconic motifs that they can easily drift into pure mall store ether. So it is nice to return to source and tap the reality of the attributes they represent - productive, tough, outdoor, active, and natural- rather than just accept others' commercial attempt to turn them into exactly the opposite.
|(And yes, I recognize the similarity in hats between this entry and the last.)|