Part of what makes each vintage boat unique is the story the boat carries.
John Bloch, “the little guy standing next to my [his] dad on what is now Anchor Yanker Boat Club Island” sent in this great story:
These poetic words were “written by a friend of my father’s who helped him with restoring the boats he did when he was a younger man. We found it written on a note card in a stack of discarded papers. Looked like it was an off handed thought, actually, but it is profound to any of us who have followed in their footsteps, bringing old boats back to life.”
[circa late ‘50’s]
Dear Folks of Fenton Missouri,
One Sunday afternoon in November while driving southward near Saint Genevieve Missouri, I chanced to see a 52 ft. Cruiser (or Warship), stranded high & dry on top of a pile of river debris, in an old cornfield approximately 6 blocks from the river. It looked like a fleet of gunboats had used it for target practice.
As I gazed upon that sad looking gal, a FUZZY THOUGHT entered my mind:
If just the right fellow sighted this vessel, it would not lie resting on its big bottom very much longer. He would say to himself with a big grin from ear-to-ear: “This would take just a little bit of money, a little bit of time, a little bit of effort, why, with my dull scout hatchet, and with my faulty drill, and my toothless saw, and my two-inch paint brush, and my shaky ladder, I could make this sinful looking mess a wonderful floating palace for myself, my family, and my friends.”
With a determined look in his eyes, and a fiendish grin, he would say to himself: “I’ll dood it!” Shaking his fist at that over-grown gal he will shout out loud for all the birds to hear:
“Before the next spring thunderstorm rolls overhead I’ll have your big bottom in the water where it belongs!”
T’was just a FUZZY THOUGHT.
By Ed Boehne
John Bloch included “a few photos of the project on the 31 foot Chris Craft. (I believe it was built in the 30’s.) The little guy with the hat on in the cockpit is me [John Bloch], and the guy standing on the steps in that photo is the writer of the poem.
“The photo at the top is how they found the boat. The guy by himself on the boat is my dad.
“The photo of the 2 boats and the mobile home is of our back yard, and the smaller boat is a Gar Wood. (Try getting by with putting stuff like that in your backyard today!)”
Thank you, John Bloch, for saving and sharing this story and pictures. John is a member of the Mississippi Valley Chapter. This story was originally sent to the website editor by the Chapter President Dan Peggs.
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