After my grandfather fled Elizabeth New Jersey to go hide out in Key West he arrived There in 1947 with about $15 in his pocket he probably gambled that away the first day in Key West he already lost all his traveling money in Miami at the horse track so he hitchhiked down to Key West, his brother Sal and Tennessee Williams told him about that magical place great place to hide out in when my Grandfather got there he was totally homeless, he slept under a dock for a couple nights with the other homeless dock rats that’s what they called them back then, he found out about a job he could get heading shrimp at a factory You could get $.10 a bucket But your hands are going to get real swollen The shrimp has had little spikes in them with a slight poisoning in them he had to soak his hands in bleach anyway real long story short the guy standing next to my grandfather in this photo is Mr. Paul he owns a bunch of fishing boats he took my grandfather under his wing taught him how to fish mr.Paul would eventually start a company called Mrs. Paul’s fish sticks by this time my grandfather had become a great fisherman and Mr. Paul wanted him to be partners in that multi million dollar company before that happened of course but my grandfather‘s exact words were thank you so much but I want to become captain Tony of Key West famous fisherman, smuggler, gambler, womanizer, saloon owner and be the mayor Of that crazy island of that crazy island he wanted to famous that’s how us New Jersey Italians roll, Well he did I really miss that old pirate