Driving home a few nights ago, I spotted a towboat with familiar colors. It was the Clyde Butcher of Inland Marine Service. My stepbrother David owns Inland Marine and as you may know from past blogs, our family all worked on his boats. We had been raised on the river and although I didn't continue my life there as my parents and David did, I still feel myself drawn to water. Whether a tiny river in Vermont or the familiar Ohio, I love a drive along the banks flowing water.
When I first spotted the Clyde Butcher I was at Schmidt's Land and she was headed downstream towards Cincinnati. I back tracked to my favo
rite viewing spot at St. Rose Church on Eastern Avenue. Coming upstream was another boat and they met just in front of me. I watched for awhile, hoping a crew member would come out on deck so I could wave hello. I stayed until she started around the bend to the bridges.
rite viewing spot at St. Rose Church on Eastern Avenue. Coming upstream was another boat and they met just in front of me. I watched for awhile, hoping a crew member would come out on deck so I could wave hello. I stayed until she started around the bend to the bridges.
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