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Bottoms Up to the Bottom-Fishing Hustle
George U. Packard
July 10, 1972
Axiom: a smart con man, even with a sure thing, never mixes martinis with the salt air on a summer's day at Sandy Neck. This is the tale of a chastened chap who will drink heartily to that
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July 10, 1972

Bottoms Up To The Bottom-fishing Hustle

Axiom: a smart con man, even with a sure thing, never mixes martinis with the salt air on a summer's day at Sandy Neck. This is the tale of a chastened chap who will drink heartily to that

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Bert went and got the drink and Herbie sat there with his big hand around a jelly glass of whiskey.

"How's the lobstering?" I said. That was what you always asked. It was officially the first thing you were supposed to say.

"It's been better," he said.

"How many did you get?" Don said.

"Got 35."

That meant he got 70 or more. Herbie always tells you about half of what you want to know and you have to fill in the rest.

"How's the boat running?" Mel said.

"Pretty good now with the new clutch," he said. "That clutch cost $250."

That meant the clutch cost $175.

It went on like that for half an hour. We talked about how they weren't spraying for gypsy moths this year and the cost of bait and how many people there were on welfare in Hyannis. Finally it got to be about time and I said, "Herbie, we're going to have a fishing contest."

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