Listening to your southern voice speaking this chapter somehow made the foul, fishy die-off entertaining---i mean, you brought a bit of melodrama, which was, for me, totes essential to the whole.
Just reading the print could never have gifted me with both the gross, rotty details, and that fully-understood sense of you, and what you had to endure. It was kinda like the best, gross story-hour: fascinating and detailed in ways similar to hearing a scary ghost story when I was a child. Perfecto! I loved participating as listener, getting soaked in magotty catfish details, led through the intolerable atmospheric stench by your voice. Thanks for the experience---it was terrific!
Your story made me wonder if the town of Fishkill in NY had a fish problem. The village is in the eastern part of the town of Fishkill on U.S. Route 9, and it borders on Fishkill Creek. The name "Fishkill" evolved from two Dutch words, vis (fish) and kil (stream or creek). No sense of dead or dying fish appeared in my research.
But here is an interesting story: In 1996, the animal rights group PETA (led by the organization's president at the time, Jack Earnhardt) suggested the town (and, presumably, the village, as well) change its name to something less suggestive of violence toward fish. The town declined this change because the name is not meant to suggest violence. Various other communities also contain the word "Kill" with various prefixes, and a creek in the Catskills called Beaver Kill is a tributary of the Delaware River. Both "Catskill" and "Beaver Kill" could be considered to promote animal violence when their names are improperly understood. This led then-mayor George Carter to joke that if Fishkill is renamed, the Catskills should also be renamed, presumably to the Catsave Mountains. (Wikipedia)
But the fine people of Fishkill might have forgotten why this town was so named, as it was settled in 1714.
Listening to your southern voice speaking this chapter somehow made the foul, fishy die-off entertaining---i mean, you brought a bit of melodrama, which was, for me, totes essential to the whole.
Just reading the print could never have gifted me with both the gross, rotty details, and that fully-understood sense of you, and what you had to endure. It was kinda like the best, gross story-hour: fascinating and detailed in ways similar to hearing a scary ghost story when I was a child. Perfecto! I loved participating as listener, getting soaked in magotty catfish details, led through the intolerable atmospheric stench by your voice. Thanks for the experience---it was terrific!
Your story made me wonder if the town of Fishkill in NY had a fish problem. The village is in the eastern part of the town of Fishkill on U.S. Route 9, and it borders on Fishkill Creek. The name "Fishkill" evolved from two Dutch words, vis (fish) and kil (stream or creek). No sense of dead or dying fish appeared in my research.
But here is an interesting story: In 1996, the animal rights group PETA (led by the organization's president at the time, Jack Earnhardt) suggested the town (and, presumably, the village, as well) change its name to something less suggestive of violence toward fish. The town declined this change because the name is not meant to suggest violence. Various other communities also contain the word "Kill" with various prefixes, and a creek in the Catskills called Beaver Kill is a tributary of the Delaware River. Both "Catskill" and "Beaver Kill" could be considered to promote animal violence when their names are improperly understood. This led then-mayor George Carter to joke that if Fishkill is renamed, the Catskills should also be renamed, presumably to the Catsave Mountains. (Wikipedia)
But the fine people of Fishkill might have forgotten why this town was so named, as it was settled in 1714.
(I liked your story - ugh!)