It's all just nonsense, of course. Pretty nonsense, but still nonsense. The world is made of nonsense.
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Rescue in those waters was far from a certainty, especially in storms. I heard more than one crabber go down over the single side band in bad weather, no hope of rescue at all. Just them saying goodbye to loved ones in case someone was listening. It chills the bones to hear the grim acceptance of the inevitable and to know that could be you one day.