Date registered: Sep 2004
Vehicle: 2014 E250 Bluetec 4-Matic, 1983 240D 4-Speed
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When I was in Anchorage in 1972 I worked at the Whitney Fidalgo Cold Storage facility on Airport Road out by the International Airport, removing herring roe from lightly decomposed, then frozen and thawed herring. Nasty, stinky job and I had no car, and lived in a trailor park by the private plane airport (I think it was Merril Field) on the other side of town. I would hitch a ride home with my buddy and, like Alaskans were inclined to be back then, which was friendly and ready to help a guy out, I typically got a ride in a few minutes. When I got in the car the driver would typically ask, because we smelled like rotten fish, "how's the fishin'?" or "where were you guys fishin'?" to which we would reply, "we haven't been fishing." If the conversation continued we would tell him what we did, but often that was it, and the window would come down.
Got fired the third day I was there and got hired by the same company downtown in the cannery, processing Salmon roe for some Japanese guys and doing all kinds of odd jobs in the canning line. Lots of fishy stories and encounters.