Sam Eaton has been lobstering for 73 years and has no plans to quit despite his wife's genuine concerns for his safety out on the water. Read the full description.
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Piece Description
Sam Eaton has been lobstering off the coast of Deer Isle, Maine for 73 years and despite his age and his wife's concerns, Sam has no plans to quit fishing anytime soon.
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Review of Spare Time"Spare Time" is a lovely and poetic portrait of aging in America. The real heart of this piece lies in Sam's voice--aged, with a continent of experience rumbling underneath it. While the pitch intimates that this is about lobstering, I think the piece meanders beyond the topic, but to pleasant effect. We're treated to an everydayness of sounds that fill Sam's life. Nice work, with unobtrusive narration pushing the piece along at the right pace. |
Broadcast History
AARP Primetime Radio - 3/08, The Nature Podcast - 4/08





Jordan Paxhia
Posted on July 06, 2010 at 12:46 AM | Permalink
Nostalgic
I spent several years in Boston and going up and down the New England coast. This piece exemplifies that which I imagined whenever I saw a salty dog hoisting a lobster pot or a fishing boat coming in from sea.