A sea-going ship, of the same type as before, was unloading sacks at the Evans elevator—My talkative companion told me it was from Norway—At 7:00, the Detroit boat went out—and a little later, the malt boat went out of the slip into the harbor, turned around and came back in again, so as to unload the other end.
Decoration day—to the harbor for a few more studies. All things quiet in the harbor, except for the Crystal Beach boat which was making its maiden voyage of the year. Men walking by from time to time with their Sunday clothes on—a feeling of holiday in their very manner of talking and walking…
Charles Burchfield, June 4, 1935