The bronze casting
of a full-size traditional Maine fisherman’s dory that sits on a granite slab
overlooking Boothbay Harbor is one of the most striking visual images I’ve ever
run across. Dories of this style have been in continuous use on the Maine coast
pretty much since there’s been a Maine coast. The “shipped oars” on the
memorial convey a simple, sobering message: This dory is empty. The fisherman
is gone.
If you take the
time to pull into the modest parking area next to the memorial located on the
east side of Boothbay Harbor directly in front of Our Lady Queen of Peace
Catholic Church, you can read the plaque listing the names of local fishermen
lost at sea. There are dates beside each name and a brief description of the
circumstances surrounding the tragedy: “. . . lost in a gale off Monhegan
Island.” “. . . . never returned. . . .” Powerful stuff. The dates stretch back
to the 1800s. The names are the same ones you’d find in the current local phone
directory. If you’re a local you’ll have known at least one or two of these
folks.
The memorial
project was a group effort by local fishermen and craftsmen. The dory was
designed by Malcolm Brewer and built by legendary boat builder “Sonny” Hodgdon.
It seems interesting and somehow appropriate that the process of creating the
bronze casting involved the total destruction of a newly constructed dory via a
modified “lost wax” process. Like the fishermen, the original dory was lost
forever in the process of making the memorial. The casting was done by John
Tourtilotte at J. F. Hodgkins Foundry in Gardiner, Maine, and it was dedicated
on October 16, 1983.
When I stopped to
visit recently I looked up a few folks who were involved in the original
Fisherman’s Memorial project and discovered something curious. Nobody actually
wanted to talk much about it. Well, that’s not quite true. People were happy to
discuss the memorial itself and the manner in which it was created. But, nobody
had any interest in talking about those fishermen lost at sea. When I brought
up a particular individual or incident everybody just clouded over, clammed up,
and changed the subject. This seemed odd at first. Then I realized that, in a
way, that’s the whole point of the memorial. This one image, the timeless
bronze dory with the eternally missing fisherman, expresses something everybody
in this seaside village knows and nobody wants to talk about. This simple image
expresses a powerful truth about life in a fishing community that a thousand
words couldn’t begin to explain.

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