Friday, August 21, 2009
I took this about a week ago down Onemo near the public landing and keep meaning to tell the story associated with that trip but never have time. In case I forget, it involves CBW in strange surroundings; a waterman who thinks CBW is up to no good; an old man and a tractor. How's that for suspense? Now let's talk about something completely unrelated: unusual names.
In the book Gwynn's Island Times, News Items from the Mathews Journal (1905-1937) and the Gazette Journal (1937-1950), compiled by Elsa Cooke Verbyla, there is an interesting story from 1942 relating to a homecoming week for some Merchant Marine captains. They were visiting family in between trips and came together for a supper on Gwynn's Island. There was good food and good story telling, but this, in particular, caught my eye:
"...Captain Percolator Hudgins is 41. He is the son of Capt. Charlie (Coffee Pot) Hudgins and Mrs. Hudgins, at sea 24 years on the East Coast and the Caribbean. His son, "Dripolator," was there too.....Captain Percolator carries a rabbit's foot and also a "sacred" elephant. He says he rubs the rabbit's foot every day and strokes the "snoot" of the elephant for luck. The elephant came from India. He is another of the Island skippers who came up through the "hawsepipe" route and refuses to be worried about the submarine menace. Asked his full name, he said, "If you don't call me Percolator nobody here and at sea would know who you are talking about."
from page 112, Gwynn's Island Times
I wonder if Dripolator had a son. What would his name be? I'll go with Mr. Coffee or Coffee Cup.
More importantly, I need an elephant from India. Good luck is not something running rampant around the CBW household.