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Intro The Family Albert Adolph Betty Joe Harry Ernst Gunnar Einor Gösta * * * Email Gösta * * * Leave a Comment * * * Swede's Dock * * * |
Uncle Adolph was known as "Lolly". I don't know why or what it means in English, but the sound of it just seemed to fit. He was a big quiet man who always seemed amused by the foibles of the world. I never saw or heard of him in a bad mood or say a bad word about anyone. When in high school I drifted (fished with floating "drift" nets) with him for mackeral (or bluefish, I don't remember now) a few times on his skiff, a 30' Sea Bright skiff. I think it had a six cylinder flathead Chrysler. As a youngster I was visiting Uncle Adolph when he lived in West Long Branch where he just had to show me his "sword tree". He had taken the sword from a swordfish and planted it. Even had it staked upright like a tomato plant. He pulled it up and showed me the roots sprouting from the bottom which years I later realized was probably some sort of moss. Till then I had to boast to all who would listen of my uncle's marvelous discovery. I have only a vague recollection of Aunt Florence (who was originally from North Carolina I believe) as a tall gracious willowy woman. I think she died in our house on River Avenue as my mother took care of her in her last days between stays at Point Pleasant Hospital. She was quite proud of a black purebred Angora cat that used to walk to church with her in West Long Branch. Inky would wait outside, then walk home with her. Probably her only company on those walks as neither Jimmy nor Uncle Adolph impressed me as being especially evangelical. When Aunt Florence stayed with us, Inky was part of the package (I guess boys that didn't go to church couldn't be trusted with the cat either). Inky got loose from our house once while Aunt Florence was in the hospital and I remember quite a flap ("Oh God, how will we ever tell Florence?") until she returned a few days later with Aunt Florence none the wiser. When it became evident Inky returned greater than she left, the flap got even bigger ("My God, the queen has been with common riffraff!"). I don't know if Aunt Florence ever found out her precious Inky was nothing better than a common tramp because I think she passed on about that time. At any rate, I ended up with a dandy cat (Spooky) for a pet for the next 10 or 12 years. The last few years he had the skiff, Uncle Adolph used to give it (and his string of bluefish nets) to Jimmy Matthews and Joey Pearce to use in the spring. They were just a couple of kids, 16 or 17, with no money, who were hard scrabbling a start in the fishing business. By today's standards a skiff and a handful of drift nets don't seem like much, but when that's all you have, it's a hellava lot. "If you make any money boys, then you can give me a few dollars." All he really wanted was to help the boys get started. In his last years Uncle Adolph retired to a trailer in Brielle. Whenever he came across the bridge, he would visit me at the dock. One time I asked "What's up?". You know, just making conversation. "Not much," he said, "just waiting my turn." His turn to die. No fear, no regrets, just the natural course of events. Calm, quiet, even chuckling. Uncle Adolph and Aunt Florence had two children - Jimmy and Edith. (to the best of my recollection) on the left.} End of AdolphThe address of this page is: http://www.SwedesDock/family/adolph.htm You can email the author at NMFS-BITES-BIG-TIME@SwedesDock.com Let me know what you think in the anonymous form below.
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