Early in my sea going career one of the Senior Officers aboard the ship (I was on) introduced me to his wife and teenage son and daughter when we stopped at a coastal US city to load some cargo. This was where they all lived. They all met up and were going out to dinner before we set out on our two month trip to Central and South America. The ship we were on was commonly called a ‘stick’ ship. This was because it had booms and hatches carrying break bulk cargo of all different types. Due to … [Read more...]