General
To begin with, Timmy missed the excitement and adventure of towing barges and meeting other tugs, but he soon began to make new friends. Captain Jones took him out into the Georgia Strait once a week, to keep his engine in good shape and so he could watch all the tugs and ships going by. Occasionally a tug would be coming through Porlier Pass and the skipper would stop for a chat. One time Timmy was very excited to find that it was Frank, in command of his new tug, with Derek as his mate.
Captain Jones passed the time carving model ships from pieces of driftwood that he found on the beach, he sold them in the island shops...In the evenings, Timmy and his old friends spent many happy hours recalling the adventures they had over the years.
"Shiver me timbers," Captain Jones would say, with a twinkle in his eye, "you've been a working tug for close to seventy years, Timmy. You've really done us proud!"
THEY'LL GET YOU EVERY TIME
You know, Uncle Johnny, he said to me one day up the trail, you better be pretty careful.
Why?
Because we learned about Black Weirdos in play school today.
Black What?
Black Weirdo spiders. And if they bite you, you'll die!
Well, they won't bother us, I say.
You are wrong, Uncle Johnny, he says. They live in the trees and we have to hunt them.
Oh, I say, and then, What do we do when we find them?
Run!
You're right.
I know, he says.
