Stonington — People here in this quiet fishing village are so friendly, one man will even take it on himself to haul other people’s traps when they aren’t around.
Neighbors have plenty to say about the man, who’s about as close to as celebrity as you’re likely to find in a town of 1,100 people.
“Yeah, I know him. We all do. Slick as a slime eel,” said one admirer, who wished to remain nameless.
The helpful lobsterman, in spite of his local fame, prefers to keep to himself, refusing to answer our phone calls. He’s as bashful as he is helpful.
Some of his fans said we could hear him on the VHF “being ignorant,” a joyful poke at their favorite neighbor.
The lobsterman is almost like a magic, shoe-cobbling elf from the old children’s tale. No one sees him doing his work, but the signs are all there.
“Yeah, it’s awesome, haul up a string, totally empty, not so much as a friggin’ star fish. Real time saver,” said one lucky lobsterman who’d been touched by the magic of friendship.
When he isn’t out lending a hand to help his fellow fisherman finish their longs days just a bit earlier, he’s back on shore, helping in other ways.
“Some guys leave the house out the front door, that fella will waltz in the back door.”
In other words, he’s so considerate, he even visits lobsterman’s wives when they aren’t around to keep them from getting worried.