Drawn Butter

This is Poole’s
Ok Not any more
But it was back then
And it’s hard to teach this old dog new tricks

The captain of this ship was Everett Poole.
He left the helm a while back
and left the planet a few short months ago.

He wore many hats over his 91 years in Chilmark
but I remember him in a red hat
on the stool
in this corner of his shop
pipe wisping away
with that hammer in his hand.

The reference photos I used were from a few years ago.
Donald took over for his dad Everett for a while there
and now Stanley owns it.
Someone could probably date the pics just by reckoning the price of the lobsters.
And lordy that butter was a bit salty.

But remembering all those last minute trips
to pick up the catch of the day
and the cups of warm chowder
we picked up along the way to the brisk autumn beach…

priceless.