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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Mon, 13 Feb 2012 19:44:42 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Cleveland Panic and Other Joys</title><subtitle>Cleveland Panic and Other Joys</subtitle><id>http://www.greatlakesdeckhand.com/cleveland-panic-and-other-joys/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://www.greatlakesdeckhand.com/cleveland-panic-and-other-joys/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.greatlakesdeckhand.com/cleveland-panic-and-other-joys/atom.xml"/><updated>2009-03-03T21:13:32Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>Excerpt from - Cleveland Panic and Other Joys</title><id>http://www.greatlakesdeckhand.com/cleveland-panic-and-other-joys/2009/2/25/excerpt-from-cleveland-panic-and-other-joys.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.greatlakesdeckhand.com/cleveland-panic-and-other-joys/2009/2/25/excerpt-from-cleveland-panic-and-other-joys.html"/><author><name>Deckhand LLC</name></author><published>2009-02-25T01:21:47Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:21:47Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Loading coal was an even dirtier process than loading iron ore.&nbsp; A loud roar and a towering plume of coal dust accompanied each dumping of the railroad cars.&nbsp; As the coal was shot into the cargo holds more dust would be kicked up, covering the entire ship as it settled.&nbsp; Although we buttoned our shirts to the top and put rubber bands around our pant legs, we still found coal dust in our shorts.&nbsp; By the time we finished loading you would have thought we were in blackface.</p>
<p>After hours of loading coal we buttoned up the hatches as the captain guided the <em>Hoyt</em> into Lake Erie.&nbsp; The boat was filthy, and we had to hose down the walkways before we could knock off.&nbsp; The rest of the boat would have to be soogeyed the next day.&nbsp; It had been 36 hours since we reported for duty and we were exhausted when we made our way to our cabins.&nbsp; I stripped to my skivvies outside the cabin, not wanting to track coal dust into the room.&nbsp; Then I took a long, hot shower, ignoring my hunger, and collapsed on my bunk.</p>]]></content></entry></feed>
