It’s probably a good thing there aren’t redcoats in Boston Harbor any more. Not with minutemen like Alberto Pina manning the shoreline. Al was getting in a little angling yesterday when he snagged one by sea. “’I reeled in a gun,’ Pina said, still hyperventilating as he described his catch more than an hour later. ‘Yesterday I caught a 27-inch bluefish. Today? A gun.”
Yeah, hooking some rusted junk can be traumatic. As he whimpered to a bostonherald.com reporter,
“To pull something like that out of the water is extremely dangerous. I didn’t want my son to see something like that, but he did. Horrible,” Pina said. “When I pulled it up, I dropped it over at the pier. I didn’t dare to touch it.”
No British regulars fired or fled. Just a barnacle-crusted gun on the dock lay dead.
“No dinner tonight,” Pina said. “I came here for some striper, not a rifle.”
Would Alberto even know a striper from a cod? Cause he sure can’t tell a luger from a lever gun. We’d guess the most dangerous item he’d be able to safely handle is a Boston cream pie. Stay vigilant, Al. Stay vigilant.