ON THE HOOK
Thanks for your sad summary of the fishermen’s plight (“Last of Their Kind,” June 16). Fishermen and their schooners and dories of old have been an active part of my now 80-year-old imagination since a wee lad playing in wooden boats on the Merrimack. I was brought up on a subsistence farm. We had a few working fishermen nearby, and they were much admired by us boys. Fishing and farming were real work, not like shuffling papers. Now, agribusiness has taken over farming. It looks like the once independent fishermen fear the same fate.