Summer; summertime when we were young; so many memories; mostly care free. First romances. Friends. Exciting times. For me The Jersey Shore, New York’s Greenwich Village were significant. Running away from home immersed in an artistic time I call my “Paris Experience”; love and lovers; great opportunities lost and gained. All this before realities: Army, danger in decadence, vulnerabilities . . .
During the American Revolutionary War ships maned by “Privateers” or “Pirates” which applied was based on which side your point of view was. An English Privateer was a Pirate to the American side and an American Privateer was a Pirate to the British side.
It is beyond Memorial Day weekend and droves of people will be coming down to the Jersey Shore to sunbath, swim, use their boats, go fishing and go crabbing among other shore activities. Years ago my family would gather once or twice during the summer and travel in a small caravan to Barnegat Bay in New Jersey for a day of crabbing for Blue Claw Crabs this song is the story.
Time to go Crabbing: Song Crabbing on the Barnegat Bay