Commercial Fishing 83 - Port of Everett
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Commercial Fishing 83 - Port of Everett
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COMMERCIAL<br />
FISHING INDUSTRY<br />
A thriving <strong>Everett</strong> waterfront<br />
commercial fishing industry<br />
became a vital part <strong>of</strong> the community<br />
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A cooperative fish<br />
processing plant<br />
(<strong>Commercial</strong> <strong>Fishing</strong><br />
section cover) operated<br />
in <strong>Everett</strong> to serve<br />
the fishing industry<br />
region wide.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Jack C. O’Donnell collection<br />
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<strong>Everett</strong>’s <strong>Fishing</strong> Heritage<br />
The <strong>Everett</strong> commercial fishing industry has been a major occupant in the North<br />
Waterfront since the 1940s. However, it is necessary to go back a half century<br />
before that to understand its importance to the area — back to the fishing village<br />
<strong>of</strong> Komiza on the island <strong>of</strong> Vis in present-day Croatia, then part <strong>of</strong> the Hapsburg Austro-<br />
Hungarian Empire.<br />
Vis is an island in the Adriatic Sea <strong>of</strong>f the Dalmatian Coast, about a two-hour ferry ride<br />
from the Croatian seaport <strong>of</strong> Split. Komiza, a small village located on the west side <strong>of</strong> the<br />
island, was the birthplace <strong>of</strong> fishing on the east side <strong>of</strong> the Adriatic. The fishing industry<br />
in Komiza goes back to the 15th century. When these fishermen, along with their<br />
families, left their homeland for a better life in America, they brought with them not only<br />
outstanding fishing skills acquired from centuries <strong>of</strong> fishing around the outlying islands <strong>of</strong><br />
the Vis archipelago, but also the perseverance, endurance, and courage needed in a time<br />
when fishing boats were driven by wind and human muscles.<br />
The first <strong>of</strong> these Slavs (simplified from Yugoslavia and <strong>of</strong>ten pronounced as rhyming<br />
with halves), as the Komiza villagers called themselves, to come to <strong>Everett</strong> was Anton<br />
“Old Tony” Mardesich in 1898. He arrived looking for fish at time when about 45 million<br />
pounds <strong>of</strong> salmon were caught <strong>of</strong>f the West Coast <strong>of</strong> the United States. He chose <strong>Everett</strong>,<br />
but there were many cities up and down the coast that were also destined to become<br />
commercial fishing centers. Paul Martinis came to the United States from Vis in 1913. A<br />
hard worker, he was aided by Old Tony Mardesich and eventually saved enough to bring<br />
over three brothers. Paul went on to become the patriarch <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Everett</strong> commercial<br />
fishing industry and the brothers became very successful, each skippering his own purse<br />
seiner in Alaskan waters.<br />
Another Slavic family that moved to this country for a brighter future was Nicola “Nick”<br />
and Mary (Felando) Mardesich. Nicola, a distant cousin <strong>of</strong> Old Tony, was also from Komiza<br />
on the Isle <strong>of</strong> Vis, where he had tended a vineyard. Besides being the fishing masters <strong>of</strong><br />
the Adriatic, the people <strong>of</strong> Vis were also expert wine makers. In San Pedro, California,<br />
Nick met the woman he would marry, who was from a Slavic fishing family. They moved<br />
to Tacoma where Nick got into the fishing business and eventually they settled in <strong>Everett</strong>.<br />
The Borovinas were still another family from Vis who came to <strong>Everett</strong>. Jay broke tradition<br />
with his father and grandfather who fished <strong>of</strong>f purse seiners. Cousins Jay Borovina, Mike
Borovina, and Vincent “Butch” Barcott (whose mother was a Borovina) followed in their<br />
grandfather Borovina’s footsteps. Jay was a gillnetter who <strong>of</strong>ten fished in the False Pass<br />
area <strong>of</strong> Alaska‘s Aleutian Islands. Jay’s son Joe also fished, making four generations<br />
<strong>of</strong> Borovinas involved in <strong>Everett</strong> commercial fishing through the 20th and early<br />
21st centuries.<br />
Also tracing their roots back to Komiza were members <strong>of</strong> the<br />
Zuanich family. Some <strong>of</strong> them came to <strong>Everett</strong>, but an even larger<br />
number ended up in Bellingham. Like <strong>Everett</strong>, Bellingham had a<br />
large population <strong>of</strong> Slav fishing families, as did Seattle, Tacoma,<br />
Anacortes, Blaine, Gig Harbor, Astoria, Oregon, and San Pedro,<br />
California. Local fishing families also came from other islands in<br />
Croatia, including Brac and Vela Luca.<br />
The Slav immigrants <strong>of</strong>ten sponsored relatives who also came here to fish, resulting<br />
in the birth <strong>of</strong> an <strong>Everett</strong> commercial fishing fleet. The Slavs who moved here were a<br />
tightly knit group <strong>of</strong> families, almost all <strong>of</strong> whom depended on commercial fishing for a<br />
livelihood. Those in the fishing industries co-existed with the mills on the waterfront, but<br />
had little connection with them.<br />
Early on, the Slavs kept to themselves. The first generation to come to Washington<br />
spoke native Slavic all their lives and went about their work living quiet and private lives.<br />
The second generation learned English pr<strong>of</strong>iciently. In a 2008 interview, Wini (Joncich)<br />
Mardesich, then in her 90s, remembered accompanying her Slavic father when he went<br />
to the bank. She would do the talking because her English was better. However, it also<br />
gave her shrewd father time to think about what the bankers were saying and make wise<br />
financial decisions.<br />
The children acclimated to American culture easily, but also had to know some <strong>of</strong><br />
the old language. All the Slavs were Catholic and, as one Slav quipped, the good ones<br />
went to church. In a 2008 interview, Matt Zuanich, deacon at Immaculate Conception<br />
Church, said the Slavs were devout Catholics and remembered in his fishing days that<br />
the boats had a Crucifix and a picture <strong>of</strong> the Sacred Heart or the Last Supper. Most <strong>of</strong><br />
the Slavs attended the Bayside Catholic church, Immaculate Conception, because they<br />
lived in that part <strong>of</strong> town. In a 2008 interview, Barbara (Martinis) Piercey remembered<br />
her school days. “I have a childhood memory <strong>of</strong> when I was attending Immaculate<br />
Conception School. St. Nicholas was the patron saint <strong>of</strong> Komiza. The village had a<br />
Komiza on the<br />
island <strong>of</strong> Vis<br />
in present day<br />
Croatia<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Barbara and<br />
Jim Piercey<br />
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celebration on St. Nicholas Day in December each year. Part <strong>of</strong> the celebration was a<br />
huge bonfire. Typically an old fishing boat would be used for the fire. Anyway, in <strong>Everett</strong><br />
on St. Nicholas Day at the early weekday mass (which all pupils were encouraged to<br />
attend) in the back <strong>of</strong> the church would be several pews <strong>of</strong> fishermen in their work<br />
clothes attending the Mass on St. Nicholas Day.”<br />
Perhaps the fishing families lived on the west side <strong>of</strong> town to be closer to their boats<br />
and their source <strong>of</strong> survival. The 2700 block <strong>of</strong> Grand Avenue was once dubbed “Garlic<br />
Alley” because <strong>of</strong> the concentration <strong>of</strong> Slavs living there and their preference for garlic in<br />
their cooking. The Polk city directories show that between 1932 and 1967 no fewer than<br />
five <strong>of</strong> the households on the block were occupied by Slavic fishing families, and in 1939<br />
there were 10. Some surnames show up more than once on the block. Families who<br />
resided there were Bacich, Barcott, Borovina, Cupic, Dragovich, Drazich, Marincovich,<br />
Ruljanicich, Separovich, Vlastelica, and Zuanich.<br />
Other Slavic fishing names in the community were Joncich, Barhanovich, Bogdanovich,<br />
Plenkovich, Andrich, Milatich, Bakalich, Domondich, Vitalich, Matich, Burich, Makovich,<br />
and Radovich. In a 2008 interview, Dr. Roland Hublou, a local dentist and a successful<br />
commercial fisherman, joked that he would have had an easier time getting on a fishing<br />
crew in his youth had his surname ended with “ich.” Many <strong>of</strong> the Slavs had the same<br />
names, first and last. One member <strong>of</strong> the Borovina family said they wanted to keep a<br />
good thing going. Slavs from Komiza had an unspoken protocol for naming their children.<br />
They started with grandparents’ names, then parents’ names, and then the names <strong>of</strong><br />
aunts and uncles. It was a way to honor family members. What creativity they may have<br />
lacked in giving birth names they made up for in assigning nicknames. For example, with<br />
as many as seven individuals named Paul Martinis, nicknames were a way <strong>of</strong> identifying<br />
each. There were Paul Sr., Paul Jr., Doro Paul (his wife’s name), Freeland Paul (his boat),<br />
Seaside Paul (his home for a period <strong>of</strong> time), Tall Paul (his height), and so on. An outsider<br />
might only know a nickname and never know a person’s real name.<br />
Children palled around with those <strong>of</strong> other Slavic fishing families and <strong>of</strong>ten went to each<br />
other’s homes. Barbara (Martinis) Piercey remembered that her Aunt Pearl Martinis,<br />
wife <strong>of</strong> Paul Sr., would rent a summer cabin at Lake Stevens and the kids would go there<br />
to swim, row boats, and sometimes spend the night. Wives and children would gather<br />
there while the men were in Alaska fishing for the summer. Family was all-important<br />
and the sons loved going out on the fishing boats. Many children went into the fishing<br />
business. When they first went out on the fishing boats, it was a family affair and any
money the kids made belonged to their fathers. This was true even after they were old<br />
enough to earn a share, or percentage, <strong>of</strong> the money from the catch. August Mardesich,<br />
son <strong>of</strong> Nick Mardesich, recalled that he was 16 before he got his own share.<br />
Since the men were away fishing so much <strong>of</strong> the time, it was natural that the women<br />
ran the households. Life was difficult and the work was too, but their mettle and work<br />
ethic paid <strong>of</strong>f. The Slavs were noted for being fiercely competitive at sea, but very close<br />
at home. They had active social lives and <strong>of</strong>ten gathered at each other’s homes during<br />
the holidays. They might sing along with Vera Mardesich on the piano or Johnny Joncich<br />
on the accordion. A celebration <strong>of</strong> Saint Nicholas Day in the early part <strong>of</strong> January took<br />
place at the impressive home <strong>of</strong> Nick Mardesich, 1821 Grand Avenue. Other celebrations<br />
were held at other homes. Wini (Joncich) Mardesich recalled that a party would start<br />
at one home and move on to several other homes before ending at the Paul Martinis<br />
Sr. home. The same people would be at the open houses, and non-Slavic friends were<br />
welcome too.<br />
Not all <strong>of</strong> the major fishing families were Slavs. Ferdinand Leese, a man <strong>of</strong> German<br />
extraction, was looking for a more moderate climate when he left <strong>Port</strong> Hope, Michigan,<br />
where he fished Lake Huron. He went to Florida and California before arriving in Seattle<br />
where he found too many hills. From there he came to <strong>Everett</strong>, which he liked. He stayed<br />
and soon was joined in 1910 by his sons Bob and August. Soon more Leeses came.<br />
August encountered a problem when he built his first boat here. He was used to fresh<br />
water and the plentiful oak <strong>of</strong> the Midwest. Oak worked well for planking; it would swell<br />
up and not leak. Here, where oak was not common, he used fir. Fir didn’t swell up, but<br />
dried above the water line and subsequently leaked.<br />
August had four sons who followed him in the fishing business. By the 1940s each <strong>of</strong><br />
them had his own purse seiner. Albert skippered the Sunset, Walter the Montague,<br />
Wilhelm the Mermaid, and Emil the Solta. Several members <strong>of</strong> the next generation went<br />
into fishing, too. William O. “Buddy” Leese knew he’d follow in his grandfather’s and<br />
father’s footsteps. As a young child he’d set the net from his wagon in his back yard.<br />
William’s son William skippered the Intrepid, and his daughters Karen’s and Susan’s<br />
husbands, Lonnie Lindemuth and Jim Waltz, respectively, fished out <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>. As <strong>of</strong><br />
2008, the next generation was fishing, making six generations in all. Jim and Dick, Emil’s<br />
sons, fished out <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>. Dick fished on the Solta. Jim bought the Polarland from the<br />
Martinis family and fished with it for 40 years. As <strong>of</strong> 2008 it was owned by his son Jim.<br />
His son Jared is another <strong>of</strong> the sixth generation Leeses in the fishing business.<br />
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A good number <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> fishermen came from Scandinavia, too, especially Norway. A<br />
country with an extensive coast, Norway had many people who made their living from<br />
the sea. When they came here they mainly fished with gillnetters. Herb Larsen was a<br />
long-time purse seiner. Cliff Melling was a gillnetter who fished the False Pass area in the<br />
Aleutian Island chain. Brothers Joe and Mark Ludwig were still gillnetting as <strong>of</strong> 2010 and<br />
are among the Bristol Bay, Alaska, fishermen. Some <strong>of</strong> the other gillnetters were Bob<br />
Lundberg, Ron Ericksen, Peter Arnestad, and Cliff Thompson, who were longshoremen as<br />
well as fishermen. Oscar Jensen was a gillnetter who was known for his speed and skill in<br />
making nets. Dick Almvig, also from an <strong>Everett</strong> fishing family, recalled in a 2008 interview<br />
that in the days <strong>of</strong> cotton nets, nobody could piece them together faster than Jensen.<br />
“He was a tough guy and so quick with his hands,” said Almvig. “It was unbelievable how<br />
he produced nets. There was no one else like him.”<br />
Some gillnetters shared the Scandinavian and Slavic heritage. Fishermen Guy and Paul<br />
Piercey, sons <strong>of</strong> Jim and Barbara Piercey, have the blood <strong>of</strong> Aadnevig (Olsen) from<br />
their father, and <strong>of</strong> the Croatians — Martinis, Mardesich and Marincovich — from<br />
their mother.<br />
Setting the Scene<br />
And so a thriving <strong>Everett</strong> waterfront commercial fishing industry became a vital part<br />
<strong>of</strong> the community. The fleet was moored at the piers and docks south <strong>of</strong> the North<br />
Waterfront along <strong>Port</strong> Gardner Bay (currently the <strong>Port</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>’s shipping terminals).<br />
The fleet fished locally and in Alaska. Men at first worked for skippers on other boats and<br />
if they were prudent they could make good money and eventually buy their own boats.<br />
Plenty <strong>of</strong> boat builders in the Puget Sound area were eager to construct vessels for them.<br />
Catching fish involved several methods. Trollers worked with hooks and poles hanging<br />
from the back <strong>of</strong> the boat with plugs and spoon lures to catch salmon. Long-lining<br />
employed a line with an anchor at one end and a buoy on the other. On the line were<br />
baited hooks. When the line was dropped to the ocean bottom to soak for about a day,<br />
halibut and cod would take the bait. Trawlers and draggers were also used for fishing;<br />
however, most <strong>of</strong> the commercial fishing vessels moored on the <strong>Everett</strong> harbor used<br />
nets. Purse seiners and gillnetters were used primarily for catching salmon.
Purse Seining<br />
Purse seiners, said to<br />
have originated on the<br />
Dalmatian coast, were<br />
larger than gillnetters. A<br />
seine is a large fishing net<br />
that hangs vertically in the<br />
water by attaching weights<br />
along the bottom edge and<br />
floats, or corks, along the<br />
top. The weights pull the<br />
net down, while the corks<br />
give control and buoyancy.<br />
Boats about 50 feet long<br />
and equipped for seine<br />
fishing are called seiners.<br />
Along the bottom <strong>of</strong> the<br />
net, or seine, are bridles,<br />
upon which rings hang. A hemp rope (made <strong>of</strong> nylon in later years) is passed through<br />
the rings and drawn together similar to a purse with a drawstring, thus the name purse<br />
seiner. When it purses, it prevents fish from escaping. Once fish are trapped, the net is<br />
pulled toward the boat. The fish are either lifted out with a small net, taken out with a<br />
larger dip net known as a brailer, or the whole net is brought in. In modern times the<br />
catch might be pumped out.<br />
Setting the net is a short process. It can be done in as little as five minutes or as many as<br />
20. The early nets were about 250 to 300 fathoms (a fathom is six feet) long. Each purse<br />
seiner carries a smaller flat-bottomed craft, 16 to 18 feet in length, called a skiff or dory<br />
and until about 1930 it was rowed by hand. After deciding where the fish are likely to be,<br />
two men in the skiff haul one end <strong>of</strong> the net out from the seiner. Then the seiner makes<br />
a wide half-circle around the fish. When the two vessels meet, one man gets back into<br />
the seiner with one end <strong>of</strong> the net. The skiff then pulls away from the seiner to keep the<br />
net tight. Usually the fishermen can see the fish circling in the net. Understanding the<br />
changing tides is an absolute necessity; altered currents confuse the fish and they move<br />
into the net. If the fish appear to be reaching safety, they are scared into the net with<br />
a plunger on the end <strong>of</strong> a long pole. The net is held in position against the current for<br />
A purse seiner strings<br />
a net, or seine, that,<br />
when pulled toward<br />
the boat, traps fish.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Susie and Jon Borovina<br />
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A skiff is launched<br />
from every purse<br />
seiner. The seine is<br />
attached to the end<br />
<strong>of</strong> this skiff, which is<br />
then used to pull the<br />
net out and, finally,<br />
purse the net around<br />
the catch.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Kathy Padovan Wilson and<br />
Patricia Lee Padovan Myers<br />
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varying lengths <strong>of</strong> time until the purse is tightened.<br />
As the purse line is drawn taut the fish are trapped in<br />
the net. The rings are pulled out <strong>of</strong> the water first and<br />
the rest <strong>of</strong> the net follows. A power block, or possibly<br />
a drum, is used to bring in the net. In the meantime<br />
the skiff pulls back away from the net.<br />
In the early days, strips <strong>of</strong> each net were sewn<br />
together by hand with heavy twine using handcarved<br />
needles and were preserved with oil or tar<br />
to protect them from the saltwater. The seiner had<br />
a turntable on which the net was folded. As the<br />
turntable rotated, it permitted the seine to play out from either side or stern ensuring<br />
it didn’t tangle. During a set it was necessary to watch out for hazards on the ocean<br />
floor. Anything in the set is part <strong>of</strong> the catch. Fishermen brought up almost everything<br />
imaginable. In a 2008 interview, Frank Zuanich recalled such an experience in the late<br />
1960s. He brought up part <strong>of</strong> a wing from a sunken P-38 aircraft while fishing <strong>of</strong>f <strong>Port</strong><br />
Susan on the Camano Island side in about 52 fathoms <strong>of</strong> water. Full <strong>of</strong> sand and mud, it<br />
was too heavy to be brought to the surface. The stern was going down, so he enlisted<br />
the help <strong>of</strong> a couple other fishing boats. They pulled it to the west side <strong>of</strong> Hat Island,<br />
cut the net, and unloaded it in three or four fathoms. The P-38 had presumably crashed<br />
a quarter-century earlier during World War II while on maneuvers out <strong>of</strong> Paine Field in<br />
south <strong>Everett</strong>.<br />
The brailer brailed, or hauled, the fish from the seine into hull storage. The brailer, a<br />
large dip net with an attached handle, scooped up the fish. Fishermen used a picaroon<br />
(a type <strong>of</strong> gaff) to get the fish into the brailer. This was extremely hard work, as each<br />
fish weighed about five pounds. The men brailed the load into a tender, a larger vessel<br />
that carried it to a receiving scow or cannery, where prices were predetermined. If the<br />
cannery was close enough, the seiner took the fish directly there. They took the fish to<br />
a tender or cannery daily so they would not have to ice them. It wasn’t unusual for the<br />
crew to rise at four o’clock in the morning and get in place to set the net by five o’clock.<br />
They might fish until nine o’clock at night, having set the net 10 to 15 times during the<br />
day. After delivering their fish, the fisherman might not bed down until 11 p.m. It was<br />
indeed exhausting work.
The seine was on the<br />
stern deck, piled up on the<br />
turntable <strong>of</strong> the boat. On<br />
the rear <strong>of</strong> the turntable<br />
was a power-driven roller<br />
that assisted in pulling the<br />
heavy net aboard. Beyond<br />
the seine was the hatch<br />
into which the catch was<br />
dumped. Forward were<br />
tow bitts, winch, mast and<br />
a boom for handling the<br />
brail (brailer), or dipper.<br />
The deckhouse included<br />
the wheelhouse, while<br />
the crews’ quarters, galley, and engine room were below deck. Next to the boat, the<br />
most important thing to the fisherman was his net. A full set <strong>of</strong> gear and many yards<br />
<strong>of</strong> spare material from the previous years’ web were stowed prior to departure, so the<br />
inevitable snag and handling tears could be repaired and fishing could go on with a<br />
minimum <strong>of</strong> delay.<br />
A purse seiner required about eight crewmen in the early days. If the vessel was<br />
smaller, it might need only six. The shares were divided among the crewmen, usually<br />
two shares for the boat and another two for the net. With advances in technology, the<br />
number <strong>of</strong> hands on board necessary to man the boat decreased. The crew worked<br />
for a share <strong>of</strong> the catch, and there were no hourly wages. The skipper was also the<br />
banker — he kept records and knew how much each crewman had drawn against his<br />
earnings right down to the nickel. He might have each man sign for his draws, and he<br />
knew exactly how many pounds <strong>of</strong> fish had come in and how much they sold for. A man’s<br />
word was as good as his handshake and that’s how business was handled. Later, as purse<br />
seiner and gillnetter associations were formed, it was done by contract. At first many<br />
members were relatives. The coveted jobs were filled by tough, strong men 23 to 38<br />
years in age. Once aboard, the skipper was the boss — period.<br />
A boom on the purse<br />
seiner hauls (or brails)<br />
the fish from the seine<br />
into the hull storage.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Kathy Padovan Wilson and<br />
Patricia Lee Padovan Myers<br />
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Morris-built<br />
gillnetters at<br />
14th Street Dock<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Morris family collections<br />
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Gillnetting<br />
A gillnetter is a smaller vessel, usually operated by one man, also known as a gillnetter.<br />
The opportunity for the huge catch doesn’t exist, but there are plenty <strong>of</strong> successful<br />
gillnetters. Independent men choose this because it is less expensive and they can be<br />
their own bosses. Unlike the group effort <strong>of</strong> purse seining, gillnetters could go out and<br />
come back when they wanted, without worrying about a<br />
crew. Some even had other jobs such as longshoring.<br />
Gillnet is the name given to the net used to snare target<br />
fish. The fish try to swim through the net and get stuck<br />
in the mesh when their gills keep them from backing up.<br />
Larger fish don’t get stuck and smaller fish swim right<br />
through. Different sizes <strong>of</strong> mesh can be used for different<br />
kinds <strong>of</strong> fish. Gillnets are typically 1,800 feet long for<br />
local fishing, and 1,200 feet in Alaska. They are 60<br />
meshes deep, with cork on the top, lead on the bottom,<br />
and lanterns on the end. The net trails out behind the<br />
boat and can be let out in 20 minutes. Then it’s a matter<br />
<strong>of</strong> watching to see if the corks bob. The net can even be<br />
detached and checked with spotlights to see how many<br />
fish are snared. Finally, the net is pulled in, and the fish<br />
are plucked from the net. In the early days it was pulled<br />
in by hand. Later it was pulled in by a mechanized reel with a foot pedal. Reels were<br />
illegal in Alaska so they used a power block. An advantage gillnetters have over purse<br />
seiners is that once the fish are caught, they can’t get away. And while they are being<br />
brought in, still more are being snared. A purse seiner runs the risk <strong>of</strong> the fish escaping<br />
before the bottom string is pursed. Gillnets, even with cork and lead, were not as heavy.<br />
While the purse seiners generally fished during the day, gillnetters fished at night. Joe<br />
Barcott Jr., who later became an attorney, fished on his father’s gillnetter. He reflected in<br />
a 2008 interview that nothing was as exciting as an orca whale surfacing nearby at night<br />
in a silent drift and spouting through its blow hole.<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> fishermen eventually fished for all kinds <strong>of</strong> fish from halibut to hake, but<br />
initially it was salmon they were seeking in Puget Sound waters and in Alaska. The most<br />
sought-after salmon were the Kings, or Chinooks, which included whites and tyees, and
Purse Seiners are typically about 50<br />
feet long and drop a net that purses<br />
to contain its catch.<br />
Gillnetters are typically smaller<br />
boats that use nets that snare<br />
the fish by its gills in the net.<br />
could reach 60 pounds in size. The smaller immature Chinooks were known locally as<br />
blackmouths. Equally prized were the Sockeye, or red, salmon; the immature reds were<br />
called bluebacks. Sockeye salmon were a prime commercial species. The Coho, or silver,<br />
salmon were fast, acrobatic fighters reaching 14 to 16 pounds. The Pink salmon, a small<br />
species, were sometimes called humpies because <strong>of</strong> their humped backs. Finally there<br />
were the chum, or dog salmon, so-called because <strong>of</strong> their teeth. They were found near<br />
fresh water and averaged 10 to 15 pounds. Pacific salmon are anatropous; that is, they<br />
are hatched in fresh water, swim downstream to saltwater, attain more <strong>of</strong> their growth<br />
there, and return to where they were hatched to spawn. Thus, they have very welldeveloped<br />
homing instincts. This worked to the fishermen’s advantage because they had<br />
some idea where they could expect to find the fish.<br />
While there was much fishing in the Puget Sound area, the fishing that probably drew<br />
the most attention and captured the imagination was in Alaska. Before the season<br />
began, seine boats clustered in the <strong>Everett</strong> harbor, concentrating at Tract M near Piers<br />
1 and 2 and the <strong>Everett</strong> Yacht Club. The crews were preparing them for the arduous<br />
season’s work. In March, owners and crews began carefully checking over the boats<br />
and powerful diesel motors. Some <strong>of</strong> the craft were practically rebuilt, planks and stays<br />
replaced, and motors overhauled. Making the web <strong>of</strong> the seine ready for the season’s<br />
work was one <strong>of</strong> the big pre-sailing jobs for the skipper and his crew. Repairs when the<br />
boats were at sea were costly—materials were far away and time was lost from the<br />
season’s fishing. On May 1, the crews were called together and the final work on the<br />
boats completed. Nets were repaired and new seines assembled. It was hard and heavy<br />
work, but it was neither as hard nor as heavy as that which would be undertaken when<br />
the fishing season opened. But there was a romance the men liked, and the thrill <strong>of</strong> the<br />
challenge <strong>of</strong> the sea.<br />
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“Getaway Day” in May or June was a major event, with flags flying from the mastheads<br />
and air horns blasting as the seiners pulled away from their mooring places alongside<br />
Fishermen’s Packing dock or Pier 1, near the south end <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Everett</strong> harbor. Families<br />
crowded the docks to say goodbye and wish them a safe and successful trip. Some folks<br />
from town accompanied the fleet four miles west to Gedney Island (commonly known<br />
as Hat Island), dropped the anchor and had a big cookout with whole pigs or lambs. Off<br />
Hat Island, boats might be lashed together for one big farewell party. At the day’s end<br />
the boats pulled away for the northern waters. Often, Ed Taylor in his yacht Faun, Otto<br />
Johnson in his yacht Hobby, and Joe Dragovich in his seiner Congress, accompanied the<br />
northbound seiners to Hat Island to help bring back to the mainland those who weren’t<br />
going on the trip. As the years passed, Getaway Day wasn’t as elaborate. Some, such as<br />
the Leeses, liked to slip out quietly with a prayer that all would go well.<br />
Seventy-two hours later the fishing boats were in Ketchikan. The inland route through<br />
the rock-ribbed and sharp-reefed passage was frequently fog-bound. At Icy Straits they<br />
turned west for the long sail across the open, storm-swept Gulf <strong>of</strong> Alaska to False Pass.<br />
There they crossed between the mainland and the Aleutian chain into Bristol Bay and<br />
the Bering Sea. In the 1920s it took a month to reach the area. Without any means <strong>of</strong><br />
communications or electronic gear, they were on their own, dependent on the stars, a<br />
compass, crude charts, and a lead line for determining depth.<br />
The fishermen had to figure out where the fish would be. They had to think like a fish, so<br />
they watched the tide. If several fishing boats came into an area known to have a lot <strong>of</strong><br />
fish, the fishermen had a gentlemen’s agreement that they would take turns. Sometimes<br />
fishermen would cut in line instead <strong>of</strong> waiting their turn. Then it was fair game to “cork”<br />
them — that is, set your net in front <strong>of</strong> theirs and get the fish. The competition was real<br />
and corking was part <strong>of</strong> that. It was <strong>of</strong>ten accompanied by nasty comments or a hurled<br />
tomato. Sometimes they’d cork in fun if there weren’t any fish.<br />
In the early years, from about 1910 to 1930, the men fished with no radar, no radio, and<br />
no power rolls or power blocks on board. Until 1930, skiffs were rowed by hand.<br />
Wood stoves were used for cooking. There was no refrigeration, so the boat’s stores<br />
included a barrel <strong>of</strong> flour, canned food, sides <strong>of</strong> beef hanging from the rigging and live<br />
chickens in the skiff. The beef was heavily wrapped in coarse cloth and then allowed<br />
to age during the trip. The men carved a little <strong>of</strong>f each day. When it was gone, they’d<br />
move on to the smoked hams, smoked lambs etc. They ate fish four evenings a week,
ut didn’t get tired <strong>of</strong> it since they prepared different dishes: stew, bouillabaisse, fried,<br />
broiled and baked. This included salmon, flounder, sole, and cod. The cook was a crew<br />
member who also helped on the nets. A good cook knew to use a lot <strong>of</strong> garlic.<br />
In those days the fishing industry consisted <strong>of</strong> almost all Slavs, except<br />
for a few Norwegians and a great camaraderie was held among the<br />
fishermen. Original purse seiners were small, 45-foot-long wooden<br />
vessels built all around Puget Sound. They had one little house on the<br />
deck which was the steering house; some had a place where the captain<br />
slept. The engine room, living quarters, and mess hall were down below<br />
and open to each other. August Mardesich remembered that after a<br />
day’s work his father would bring his boat into a cluster <strong>of</strong> Croatian<br />
boats that were tied together. This provided a forum where men told<br />
stories, debated, <strong>of</strong>fered advice, and shared tales <strong>of</strong> their day’s activities.<br />
They were fiercely independent, yet showed ethnic loyalty in this island<br />
<strong>of</strong> vulnerable fishermen, where a man’s word was his soul and his<br />
handshake a contract.<br />
“When the wine<br />
ran out, the crew<br />
used the barrels<br />
to make wine<br />
with raisins and<br />
water. The raisins<br />
were later thrown<br />
overboard. The<br />
standing joke was<br />
that the fish got<br />
drunk and were<br />
easier to catch.<br />
”<br />
Komiza on the island <strong>of</strong> Vis, besides being a fishing center, was famous<br />
for its wine making. The fishermen had barrels <strong>of</strong> wine in the below-deck<br />
storage area, known as the hatch, and they tied 50-gallon barrels on each<br />
side <strong>of</strong> the bow. Wine was drunk with lunch and dinner, and they had<br />
other liquors aboard, but heavy drinking was not common on the boat.<br />
Also aboard were 60 boxes <strong>of</strong> raisins. When the wine ran out, the crew used the barrels<br />
to make wine with raisins and water. The raisins were later thrown overboard. The<br />
standing joke was that the fish got drunk and were easier to catch.<br />
In August <strong>of</strong> each year, their work in the northern seas completed, the fleet returned<br />
south for fall fishing with the hundreds <strong>of</strong> purse seine boats that operated each year in<br />
Washington waters. Whistles sounded again when the boats returned, but without the<br />
celebration <strong>of</strong> Getaway Day. Fishermen were glad to get <strong>of</strong>f their boats and spend time<br />
with their families; the parties would come later.<br />
After a short rest from their Alaskan trip, the fishermen worked until November along<br />
Cape Flattery, the fishing banks <strong>of</strong> Puget Sound, around the San Juan Islands, and even<br />
in <strong>Everett</strong>’s <strong>Port</strong> Gardner Bay, to fill their nets with silvery salmon. While working on<br />
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the Sound they <strong>of</strong>ten stayed out about a week and sold their catches to the fresh fish<br />
markets and the canneries <strong>of</strong> the Northwest. A few fished for sardines <strong>of</strong>f the California<br />
coast during the winter months.<br />
The “five-month weekend” between the salmon seasons allowed the fishermen to<br />
work on boats and net repairs. In the old days they used wooden needles to mend the<br />
nets. Boats might have dry rot or other problems and go into dry dock for the repair.<br />
Cotton nets were dipped in tar to preserve them during the season <strong>of</strong> saltwater fishing.<br />
Fishermen will tell you that the smell <strong>of</strong> tarred nets, corks, and lines on a wooden boat<br />
was unforgettable. Nylon nets, Styr<strong>of</strong>oam corks, and synthetic lines, used later, endured<br />
better, but didn’t have the aroma. During the months at home men overhauled their<br />
boats and gear. Almost every small boat mooring in <strong>Everett</strong> sheltered several <strong>of</strong> these<br />
small crafts. About 100 were purse seiners, and six were tenders that carried the fish<br />
from the receiving scows and boats to the cannery.<br />
Closely related to the fishing industry was the local canning industry. In the 1920s,<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> Packing Corporation and American Packing Company were located south <strong>of</strong><br />
the North Waterfront on the piers near the Tract M home <strong>of</strong> the fishing fleet. In 1928,<br />
Fishermen’s Packing Corporation was organized by Puget Sound fishermen so they were<br />
guaranteed a cannery would take their catch. They purchased <strong>Everett</strong> Packing Company<br />
on Pier 1 near the fleet and operated from that location. Of the 76 purse seiner founders<br />
<strong>of</strong> Fishermen’s Packing, 11 were from <strong>Everett</strong>. Tacoma, Bellingham, and Seattle all had<br />
more members in Fisherman’s Packing. It was valuable to the city for the cannery to be<br />
located in <strong>Everett</strong> and over time the co-op grew to 225 members.<br />
Crabbing<br />
Some individuals found a special niche in catching seafood. Jack Moskovita, also known<br />
as “The Crab King,” was such an example. A familiar figure on the <strong>Everett</strong> waterfront,<br />
Jack followed his father’s footsteps in the Puget Sound catching Dungeness, the sweetest<br />
<strong>of</strong> all crabs. He used crab traps, or pots, baited with dogfish livers, herring, cod, and<br />
pollock. The traps were lowered to the bottom, marked with buoys and checked daily.<br />
It might take 40 or so mighty pulls with his arms to get them up. (In present-time, a<br />
motorized line hauler is used to bring up crab pots.) He then culled the crabs, sorted
them by size and placed them<br />
in containers. Moskovita sold<br />
them at sea or out <strong>of</strong> his panel<br />
truck with “The Crab King”<br />
painted on the sides. This was a<br />
small operation compared with<br />
salmon fishing, but in October<br />
1958 he came in with a big load<br />
<strong>of</strong> crabs—35 dozen—the take <strong>of</strong><br />
the 100 pots he was operating<br />
<strong>of</strong>f Hat Island.<br />
The Crab King’s boat was his<br />
throne, but he also had a<br />
shop he called “The Building”<br />
where he sold engine parts,<br />
propellers, and other tools <strong>of</strong><br />
the trade. At a time when it was<br />
not common, his wife, Louise,<br />
worked side by side with him<br />
on their gillnetter, baiting and<br />
checking traps. In November<br />
1958, Moskovita towed the 45foot<br />
Sheran, which belonged to<br />
Ernie Nelson <strong>of</strong> Marysville, in<br />
from a point near Jetty Island.<br />
A deadhead had knocked a<br />
hole in its bow. This was just<br />
one <strong>of</strong> many examples <strong>of</strong> how<br />
fishermen <strong>of</strong>ten answered the call <strong>of</strong> distress by others.<br />
Fish Processing and the 1930s<br />
By the 1930s the commercial fishing industry was well entrenched in <strong>Everett</strong> and<br />
around Puget Sound. In the summer <strong>of</strong> 1930, more than 800 men who wrested<br />
their living from the sea and more than 100 purse seiners, tenders, and scows operating<br />
Jack Moskovita, The<br />
Crab King<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
The Herald<br />
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Fish cannery<br />
in <strong>Everett</strong><br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Jack C. O’Donnell collection<br />
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for Fishermen’s Packing Corporation, expanded their fishing range toward the ocean in<br />
a search <strong>of</strong> even more fish. Times were getting tougher as the Great Depression took<br />
hold. Nick Mardesich <strong>of</strong>ten left part <strong>of</strong> his catch on Pier 1 so the poor in town could eat.<br />
He felt that it was necessary to give something back to the community, part <strong>of</strong> the ethic<br />
woven into the fishing culture.<br />
In 1936, those going to Alaska from <strong>Everett</strong> with their seiners were Tony Mardesich,<br />
Silverland; Vince Martinis, Frostland; Paul Martinis, Iceland; Frank Barcott Jr., Lemes; and<br />
John Mardesich, Tatoosh. Prominent at that time among <strong>Everett</strong> fishermen were Lee<br />
Makovich, president <strong>of</strong> Fishermen’s Packing Corporation, and Tony Mardesich, the first<br />
<strong>of</strong> the purse seine fishermen to settle in <strong>Everett</strong>. At that time there might only be a half<br />
dozen boats in the whole <strong>of</strong> westward Alaska and they were from <strong>Everett</strong> or Tacoma.<br />
The industry was then congregated west <strong>of</strong> the Great Northern Railway depot at Tract<br />
M, between Piers 1 and 2 near the old Yacht Club. The <strong>Port</strong>’s storage facilities here
were used more frequently by the purse seine fleet for winter storage. Boats were<br />
hauled up to dry and undergo repairs to prepare them for returning to saltwater. With<br />
the success <strong>of</strong> the fishing industry here, the area was crowded. That led Paul Martinis,<br />
Nick Mardesich, and others to appear in spring 1937 before the <strong>Port</strong> Commission with<br />
a proposition for a net shed — storage for the seines and other fishing gear. The <strong>Port</strong><br />
agreed to move the fishing operation north to Tract O.<br />
A major setback for the <strong>Everett</strong> fishing industry was Fishermen’s Packing Corporation’s<br />
decision in December 1937 to relocate their operations to Anacortes, which had made<br />
a favorable <strong>of</strong>fer to the corporation. In addition, Anacortes was closer to the fishing<br />
areas. This proximity could mean a savings <strong>of</strong> $5,000 in getting a tender to the cannery.<br />
Many feared the exodus <strong>of</strong> the cannery might also mean the loss <strong>of</strong> the fleet. Others<br />
said it wouldn’t adversely affect those involved in the fishing industry here. The women<br />
— finest in the Northwest — that worked at the cannery could be housed in Anacortes<br />
during the canning season. The <strong>Port</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> was also making it attractive to moor here<br />
with more space and a new net drying and storage shed at Tract O. The reception that<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> had accorded the fishermen would justify staying here. Paul Martinis and Nick<br />
Mardesich led a futile fight to keep the cannery in <strong>Everett</strong>; early in 1938 the move was<br />
made. Fishermen’s Packing Corporation (previously <strong>Everett</strong> Packing Company in the old<br />
nail works building) was no longer a presence in <strong>Everett</strong>. The old building was dismantled<br />
in 1940.<br />
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A CHANGING INDUSTRY<br />
Waterfront Improvements for the <strong>Fishing</strong> Industry<br />
Other action was taking place at the same time farther north on the <strong>Everett</strong> waterfront<br />
that would positively affect the fishing industry. Congressional funding was used to<br />
remove silt in the basin south <strong>of</strong> 14th Street Dock. The sediment was pumped over to<br />
Jetty Island, thus creating a deep harbor. Also, the federal government issued a contract<br />
for removal <strong>of</strong> shoaling in the upper harbor. The <strong>Port</strong> had used dredged material from<br />
the harbor improvement to fill in the Norton Avenue trestle and expected to push<br />
this work to ultimate completion, providing the community with a fine waterfront<br />
thoroughfare serving existing businesses and attracting others. Dovetailing with the<br />
above was the opening on February 1, 1938, <strong>of</strong> the new $60,000 Norton Avenue viaduct<br />
over the Great Northern railroad tracks at 22nd Street. The substantial structure would<br />
be a boon to waterfront traffic and fire protection. For several years vehicles, including<br />
fire trucks, had been using a rough detour and a grade crossing, after condemnation and<br />
destruction <strong>of</strong> the old timber span at the site. Now a new concrete, steel, and treated<br />
timber bridge replaced the old. Later that year the <strong>Port</strong> secretary was instructed to call<br />
on the District Engineer and ask the Public Works Administration to dredge the proposed<br />
settling basin at 14th Street Dock.<br />
World War II, the <strong>Port</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>, and <strong>Commercial</strong> <strong>Fishing</strong><br />
The local commercial fishing industry changed during the 1940s. Salmon fishing<br />
along the Aleutian Islands was curtailed during World War II because <strong>of</strong> the Japanese<br />
presence; they were lobbing shells into Dutch Harbor and setting up bases elsewhere in<br />
the Aleutian chain. The war did bring some technological improvements to the fishing<br />
industry: navigation aids such as fathometers, sonar depth-sounders, and radar were<br />
improved and compacted. However, the advancements forced fishermen to invest<br />
more in their boats and equipment. Just as the boats, gear, and means <strong>of</strong> operation<br />
had become more functional, the farewell parties changed as well. Now they were held<br />
dockside rather than afloat.
The biggest effect the war had on the <strong>Everett</strong><br />
commercial fishing industry occurred in 1942<br />
when the War Powers Act claimed Tract O<br />
for a proposed U.S. Naval Shipyard. The Navy<br />
controlled the land, which included the fishing<br />
boat moorage and new net shed, until January<br />
1959. The <strong>Port</strong> controlled the land until the<br />
Naval Homeport was built in the early 1990s.<br />
In July 1943, mitigation for the fishermen’s loss<br />
was announced. Word was received from U.S.<br />
Representative Henry Jackson and U.S. Senator<br />
Mon Wallgren that the war production board<br />
had approved priority application <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Everett</strong><br />
<strong>Port</strong> Commission to provide new moorage and<br />
net sheds in the 14th Street area. Contractors<br />
were notified at once, the contracts having<br />
already been negotiated.<br />
The Puget Sound Bridge and Dredge Company <strong>of</strong> Seattle held the contract for the<br />
dredging and the bulkhead at the new site south <strong>of</strong> 14th Street and west <strong>of</strong> Norton<br />
Avenue. This recently acquired <strong>Port</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> property, which had been listed as tax<br />
title lands by the city and county, would require the dredging <strong>of</strong> an estimated 146,000<br />
cubic yards. The American Pile Driving Company <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> would handle actual<br />
construction <strong>of</strong> the bulkhead for the dredging company. Carl Tschudin and Associates<br />
<strong>of</strong> Seattle would move the old Ferry Baker sawmill building from the old mill site to<br />
the new port tract; it would be used as a net shed. <strong>Port</strong> Commission Secretary Weborg<br />
estimated that the project would cost $90,000 without the mooring installations which<br />
would be done from time to time.<br />
The work promised relief to the <strong>Everett</strong> fishing fleet in early fall <strong>of</strong> 1943. The <strong>Port</strong> was<br />
awarded $233,500 for facilities taken over by the U.S. Navy. Continuing its policy <strong>of</strong><br />
proceeding with a comprehensive program <strong>of</strong> port development as finances permitted,<br />
the <strong>Port</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> would expend $100,000 on its new facilities for the fishing industry<br />
just south <strong>of</strong> the 14th Street dock. A net shed, dock, apron, and other appurtenances<br />
would emerge for a modern moorage. The <strong>Port</strong> was also acquiring land known as the<br />
Baxter property, lying immediately north <strong>of</strong> the 14th Street trestle and west <strong>of</strong> the lands<br />
now owned by the <strong>Port</strong> at the intersection <strong>of</strong> Norton Avenue and the trestle. The Baxter<br />
This photograph,<br />
probably taken to<br />
capture the image<br />
<strong>of</strong> an extremely low<br />
tide, also provides<br />
a good view <strong>of</strong> the<br />
fishing fleet and the<br />
net sheds.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
<strong>Port</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong><br />
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land would be used for filling the Norton Avenue trestle. Timbers from the old trestle<br />
would be used for construction <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Port</strong>’s fill north <strong>of</strong> the 14th Street fill. There was<br />
also talk <strong>of</strong> putting blacktop on Norton Avenue.<br />
After being shunted from pillar to post since the government took over the old net<br />
shed site on Tract O, by the summer <strong>of</strong> 1944 the <strong>Everett</strong> fleet again had a home in<br />
which to store its nets and other gear. It was the commodious new net shed structure<br />
on the new fill at 14th Street. Adjoining it to the east was the new fish processing plant<br />
<strong>of</strong> the Bozeman Canning Company, a two-story-high building with concrete floors and<br />
a footprint <strong>of</strong> 58 by 115 feet. Both <strong>of</strong> the buildings were mill-type construction with<br />
iron ro<strong>of</strong>s and sidings covered with a combination <strong>of</strong> asphalt and asbestos coating.<br />
Meanwhile, the Puget Sound Bridge and Dredge Company was completing the last <strong>of</strong> the<br />
rock rip-rap and channel digging.<br />
The net shed building, with a footprint <strong>of</strong> 90 by 320 feet, was called one <strong>of</strong> the best<br />
and largest <strong>of</strong> its kind on the Sound, and it had every possible facility for easy and quick<br />
storage for nets and fishing gear <strong>of</strong> purse seine boats. The shed held 20 stalls, each 16<br />
by 90 feet and two stories tall, with provisions for hanging and storing nets — plenty big<br />
enough to store a lot <strong>of</strong> equipment, hang long nets, and refurbish battered gear during<br />
the <strong>of</strong>f-season. The stalls were numbered west to east with no Number 13. Steel sheets<br />
that were later painted by H.O. Seiffert, an <strong>Everett</strong> manufacturing supply company,<br />
acted as walls. Large doors were located on the south side facing the dock and water<br />
while windows provided light on the north side. The sheds were just a few feet from<br />
the docks; it was easy to tie up a fishing boat almost right next door. The sheds were<br />
equipped with an automatic sprinkler system, a modern lighting system, and eventually<br />
a fire alarm system.<br />
The purse seine stalls were first leased by John Borovina, Vince Bogdanovich, Frank<br />
Barcott, John Bacoka, J. Christensen, Joe Dragovich, Nick Joncich, Nick Koster, Albert<br />
Leese, Paul Martinis, Tony Martinis, Vince Martinis, John Mardesich, Nick Mardesich,<br />
Tony Morosevich, Jo Mardesich, W.G. Stanfield, Roy White and A.A. Zuanich.<br />
The <strong>Port</strong> and Fishermen’s Association agreed on a rental fee <strong>of</strong> $80 per year that<br />
included moorage for the lessee’s boat. The <strong>Port</strong> also charged a dollar a month per<br />
shed for electricity.<br />
Eventually, the <strong>Port</strong> furnished a night watchman, day caretaker services, water, trash<br />
removal, insurance, and repairs on the building, floats, and wharves. Although only a
young boy at the time, Paul V. Martinis (Freeland Paul) remembered the move from<br />
Tract O to the net sheds. They simply put everything on his father’s seiner and took it<br />
over to put in the net shed. He remembered the fascination he had growing up at the<br />
net sheds: it was “a Tom Sawyer place to be.” For the two or three weeks leading up<br />
to the summer salmon opening, it was like a carnival with all the sheds open, crews<br />
working on nets and other gear, and painting the boats, getting groceries, and doing<br />
everything necessary to prepare for the season.<br />
The <strong>Port</strong>’s new dock adjacent to the sheds <strong>of</strong>fered purse seiner moorage for the first<br />
time. Previously, they would have to go into dry storage during the <strong>of</strong>f-season. The first<br />
use <strong>of</strong> the dock was made by Nick Mardesich’s Sunset on his return from an annual<br />
fishing trip <strong>of</strong>f False Pass. The dock had more than 500 feet <strong>of</strong> space and the water was<br />
14 feet deep at low tide. The <strong>Port</strong> still needed to dredge the channel south <strong>of</strong> 14th Street<br />
to provide deeper water for the fishing fleet now operating from the new facilities. In<br />
January 1945, the <strong>Port</strong> agreed that all parts <strong>of</strong> the project south <strong>of</strong> 14th be held for a<br />
fishermen’s and small boat storage and repair site, subject to lease.<br />
By May <strong>of</strong> each year, the fishermen’s net shed area at 14th Street Dock was a busy place,<br />
with the three Martinis brothers—Paul, Vince, and Tony—finishing work on their seiners<br />
in preparation for trips to the Far North. Meanwhile, other fishermen kept their gear in<br />
shape for the beam trolling operations in the local waters. Within a week, the Martinis<br />
brothers would take their three seiners to Alaskan waters in search <strong>of</strong> salmon. They were<br />
the only <strong>Everett</strong> fishermen who went to the Aleutians the summer <strong>of</strong> 1945. Most <strong>of</strong> the<br />
fishermen were concentrating on local dogfish. The Sunlight, owned by Nick Joncich<br />
and operated by his son John, specialized in bringing in bottom fish for the extraction<br />
<strong>of</strong> livers, which were valuable for medicinal purposes. Joncich planned to continue<br />
bottom fishing until August when he would leave for California and the sardine fishing<br />
operations during the fall and winter months.<br />
<strong>Port</strong> goals for 1948 included completing the 14th Street earthen fill, enlarging the<br />
moorage facilities at 14th Street Terminal, installing public telephones at 14th Street,<br />
and building a shower and locker room facility for all purse seiner crew members who<br />
didn’t live in town. By 1949, because <strong>of</strong> the demand for more net sheds, it was decided<br />
that preference be given to owners <strong>of</strong> boats who lived in the immediate vicinity and<br />
moored their boats in <strong>Everett</strong>.<br />
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Tragedies at Sea<br />
<strong>Fishing</strong> was always a dangerous occupation—the sea could suddenly turn on a fisherman<br />
at any given time. Accidents and losses happened. In the 1940s, the Mardesich families<br />
suffered losses. On September 13, 1945, the 60.5 by 15-foot Dorothy Joan went down<br />
about 55 miles <strong>of</strong>f the coast <strong>of</strong> Yaquina Bay, Oregon. Five <strong>of</strong> the six men aboard lost their<br />
lives. They were Peter J. Mardesich and John Mardesich, brothers and co-owners <strong>of</strong> the<br />
purse seiner; John Frank Bakalich, also <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>; and two crewmen from Aberdeen.<br />
The lone survivor was Henry (Hank) Weborg, whose wife, Barbara, was a sister <strong>of</strong><br />
the Mardesich brothers. Peter and John were the sons <strong>of</strong> pioneer <strong>Everett</strong> fisherman<br />
Anton “Old Tony” Mardesich. Years later, Weborg, who rarely if ever talked about the<br />
experience, consented to an oral interview by Tony and Winnie Martinis and Ellen<br />
(Martinis) Stormo about the disaster. At one point in the interview he had to stop to<br />
control his emotions. Weborg’s daughter Dorothy later transcribed the tapes.<br />
Weborg always believed the boat sank due to its conversion to a tuna boat. A huge<br />
bait tank on the deck made the lightly loaded boat top heavy. If the boat was caught<br />
in a swell it might roll over. The boat tipped on its starboard side and he heard a big<br />
kathump. His brothers-in-law Johnnie and Pete were sleeping in the pilothouse but<br />
must have gotten out because the deck lights were on. The skiff they were holding onto<br />
drifted away from the Dorothy Joan. Weborg was thrown from his bunk onto the engine<br />
room floor. Disoriented, he somehow got up and got out. The boat floated for a while<br />
but he never did see Johnnie or Pete. Weborg and the other three crewmen hung onto<br />
the top <strong>of</strong> the little boat. Weborg was the engineer <strong>of</strong> the pilothouse that had broken<br />
loose. Big swells capsized the purse seiner. By this time it was nearly midnight and the<br />
first rescue boat didn’t see the men hanging onto the small boat. One <strong>of</strong> the men from<br />
Aberdeen tried to swim for help. The other drifted <strong>of</strong>f the skiff and also disappeared.<br />
Frankie Bakalich slipped away and Weborg saved him, but finally he went under and<br />
was gone. By daylight Weborg was spotted and rescued. When they reached safety at<br />
Newport, Oregon, the underwear that had been given to him by his rescuers was soaked<br />
with blood. Weborg, who was sick for a year afterward and had nightmares the rest <strong>of</strong><br />
his life, died in 2002 at age 91.<br />
On June 10, 1949, less than four years after the Dorothy Joan tragedy, the Sunset,<br />
sister ship <strong>of</strong> the Dorothy Joan and owned by Nick Mardesich and his sons, went down<br />
in Alaska. Lost in the accident were pioneer skipper Nick Mardesich, his oldest son
Tony Mardesich, Vincent Vlastelica <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>, and two other crewmen. Surviving the<br />
disaster were Nick’s three younger sons August, Nick Jr., and Joseph, and nephew Anton<br />
Mardesich. In an interview in 2000 with Sharon Boswell <strong>of</strong> the Washington State Oral<br />
History Program, August Mardesich recounted his memory <strong>of</strong> the incident.<br />
They were going into the cannery by the Aleutians — it was stormy with wind blowing<br />
and getting worse. They were anchored in a small cove with little protection so they<br />
pulled out, bound for a better place, and the boat rolled over. Down below, the<br />
water was pouring in. The men wore life preservers, but not survival suits. Everything<br />
happened so fast there was no time to prepare. There were no life boats and the skiff<br />
was on the other side <strong>of</strong> the net. August’s father was hit, but they were able to drag him<br />
from the pilothouse. They also dragged out his brother. The men grabbed onto things<br />
like hatch covers that would float. Just as boats were coming to rescue them, August’s<br />
brother went down and drowned. August found a timber <strong>of</strong>f the boat and hung onto<br />
it. The water was so cold that when he was pulled out <strong>of</strong> the sea his rescuers had to<br />
beat him to revive him. First on the scene was the Johnny B, captained by John Bacoka,<br />
formerly <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>. The mishap was near False Pass; William Leese remembered seeing<br />
crosses marking the site on this first trip to Alaska aboard John Lucin’s Johnny L in 1951.<br />
New Technology Improves <strong>Fishing</strong> Safety<br />
The 1950s saw more innovations that made a fisherman’s job a little easier. One such<br />
invention was the power block. Envisioned in the 1930s, it didn’t come into being until<br />
the 1950s. Mounted on the stern, it was like a large pulley with an aluminum shell and<br />
hard rubber sheave. The central rotating part hauled in the heavy purse seines with their<br />
catch. The advent <strong>of</strong> the power block revolutionized fishing. Prior to this it was necessary<br />
to pull in the nets by hand. Thus, some fishermen were known for their “Popeye”<br />
forearms. Some old timers shunned the power block because having the net overhead<br />
<strong>of</strong>ten dropped water on them, but most boats had one by 1960.<br />
Another such invention was the drum, a large cylinder on the boat. The net was wrapped<br />
around the drum and could be rolled much faster than before. A set took only two-thirds<br />
the time <strong>of</strong> a manual set. In Alaska, a block had to be used on boats 58 feet long or less.<br />
It was a way to slow down technology and keep from over-fishing the waters. A drum<br />
can be used in Puget Sound waters, making even fewer hands necessary.<br />
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Another advancement was the use <strong>of</strong> synthetic materials. Nylon or rayon, which came<br />
dyed, made much stronger nets that needed far less repairs. This eliminated dipping<br />
them in hot tar and hanging them from the ceiling to dry. The boiler at the wharf was<br />
no longer needed. Styr<strong>of</strong>oam and plastic replaced cork for the floats. All in all, the<br />
improvements saved time and work. A purse seiner crew could be decreased from nine<br />
men to five or six.<br />
The <strong>Port</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> and the 1950s <strong>Fishing</strong> Community<br />
<strong>Fishing</strong> continued to be good. In 1950, the Martinis’ Dreamland and Freeland vessels<br />
caught 100,000 sockeye in four days. The water and wind blowing in sent all the<br />
Bristol Bay, Alaska, fish along the beach. In May 1955, men and ships that departed<br />
from Fishermen’s Dock at 14th Street were Paul Martinis, Dreamland; Tony Martinis,<br />
Freeland; Matt Martinis, Iceland; Andy Marincovich, St. Christopher; Matt Marincovich,<br />
Wonderland; John Borovina, Emblem; and Tony Mirosevich, Western Maid. George<br />
Gregory’s 38-foot purse seiner named Bunny G. was repowered with a General Motors<br />
diesel engine. It had all the seining equipment usually carried by 55-foot “Alaska<br />
limit” seiners. The craft could go 8.5 knots and carry up to 2,500 average-size fish. An<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> Herald article in the fall <strong>of</strong> 1956 noted that seven purse seiners which spent the<br />
summer fishing for salmon at False Pass were back at their 14th Street Dock berths. Paul<br />
Martinis Sr. had gone every year except one during World War II. The others were Tony<br />
Martinis, Matt Martinis, Andy Marincovich, Matt Marincovich, Tony Mirosevich, and<br />
Mike Borovina.<br />
There were constant maintenance issues at the 14th Street Dock basin. Andy<br />
Marincovich and Nick Barhanovich attended a <strong>Port</strong> meeting in 1953, concerned about<br />
the shifting <strong>of</strong> the floor in their net sheds. In 1954, a rig collapsed under the weight<br />
<strong>of</strong> a purse seine boat, the Johnny L, owned by John Lucin, raising more consternation.<br />
Inspection indicated that the stringers were completely eaten by boring shipworms<br />
known as teredos. Later that year, two untreated pilings snapped <strong>of</strong>f in a storm. Once<br />
again, the damage was caused by teredos. Teredo worms, <strong>of</strong>ten called the termites <strong>of</strong><br />
the sea, are marine bivalve mollusks. They were a recurring problem on the <strong>Everett</strong><br />
waterfront until pilings were treated and more boats were made <strong>of</strong> steel.<br />
The <strong>Port</strong> was quick to respond to problems and to provide service at the net shed area.<br />
Net shed rental fees were increased over the years. In 1951, net shed rentals were raised<br />
from $185 to $250 a year. The <strong>Port</strong> furnished free moorage for one boat, free water,
and one light globe. If an occupant wanted more light or power, the <strong>Port</strong> would install a<br />
meter and the lessee could pay directly to the Snohomish County Public Utility District<br />
No. 1 (PUD). They also resurfaced the 13th Street extension. <strong>Port</strong> <strong>of</strong>fices were moved<br />
to the area in 1952. In December 1953, Joe Burrows appeared on behalf <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Everett</strong><br />
members <strong>of</strong> the Puget Sound Gillnetters Association to express thanks to the <strong>Port</strong> for<br />
two blue stone tanks which had been turned over to the fishermen, and for the flood<br />
lights erected in the parking lot. In 1954, the <strong>Port</strong> authorized blacktop on Fishermen’s<br />
Dock. The same year major repairs were done to stop the slipping <strong>of</strong> the bulkhead<br />
under the west end <strong>of</strong> the net shed building. The net shed insurable value in 1954<br />
was $105,549.69.<br />
In 1955, improvements were made to the watchman’s shack, toilet, tool warehouse,<br />
Fishermen’s Wharf, Morris Wharf (which was immediately adjacent on 14th Street<br />
Dock), the floats, and mooring piles. The <strong>Port</strong> also planned to redesign and expand the<br />
moorage area, and find a place for a boat house. By 1956, the <strong>Port</strong> had replaced all <strong>of</strong><br />
the gillnet moorage facility and had a dock, called a line, extending 700 feet with 21<br />
finger docks. It was booked to its full capacity <strong>of</strong> 44 gillnetters. The <strong>Port</strong> also expanded<br />
the small boat moorage area and added a new float. There was also a proposal to<br />
accommodate the trollers. More renovation <strong>of</strong> 14th Street was accomplished in 1957.<br />
The following year Shaffer Construction built new restrooms and completed a repair job<br />
on the step bulkhead holding the fill beneath the net sheds. <strong>Port</strong> workers placed decking<br />
over the reconstructed bulkhead. Additional moorage slips were installed.<br />
Improvements continued in the prosperous 1960s. In 1960, a waterline for washing out<br />
boats and two drinking fountains were installed at Fishermen’s Dock, which was just<br />
west <strong>of</strong> the net sheds. The pavement improvements on 13th Street had one unexpected<br />
outcome. In October 1961, <strong>Everett</strong> Chief <strong>of</strong> Police G.H. Nelson read a letter informing<br />
the <strong>Port</strong> Commission that the city was making an ordinance prohibiting speed racing<br />
on public or private property. The city asked the Commissioners to post the stretch <strong>of</strong><br />
13th Street from Norton Avenue to the H.O. Seiffert property to the west as a no racing<br />
zone, in order to stop the drag races being held there. Young men had found the twolane,<br />
quarter-mile stretch perfect for testing their powerful bored-out V-8 engines with<br />
four-barrel carburetors. The manager informed the Commissioners that a sign was being<br />
placed in the area stating that the road was closed at 6 p.m. The Commission directed<br />
the manager to put 20-mile-per-hour speed limit signs on 13th Street and to have<br />
watchmen police the area.<br />
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Women in <strong>Fishing</strong><br />
By the 1970s women were playing a<br />
larger role in the fishing industry. In<br />
the early days fishing was entirely<br />
a man’s domain. Eventually,<br />
there were exceptions, like Louise<br />
Moskovita who shared crab fishing<br />
responsibilities on the boat with<br />
her husband Jack. Occasionally, a<br />
wife might accompany her husband<br />
to Alaska on his gillnetter and then<br />
fly home. Ruth Larsen <strong>of</strong>ten went<br />
fishing with her husband Harold.<br />
Chris Oldfield fished alongside her<br />
husband Brad on their fishing boat<br />
for all <strong>of</strong> the time they had it. Paul<br />
V. Martinis had three daughters<br />
who fished with him. August<br />
Mardesich’s daughters <strong>of</strong>ten fished<br />
with him. For a few seasons Mary<br />
(Barhanovich) Sievers, daughter<br />
<strong>of</strong> Nick Barhanovich, was a crew<br />
member on his purse seiner.<br />
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Early in the 1960s the <strong>Port</strong> was looking at additional moorage for<br />
purse seiners. Thirty boats could be accommodated in 16 stalls, but<br />
it was desirable to have one stall for each boat. Work continued on<br />
the bulkheads at 14th Street Dock. By the end <strong>of</strong> 1963 the <strong>Port</strong> was<br />
ready to undertake its biggest project in history at the 14th Street<br />
Moorage Basin. It would increase capacity from 550 to 1,040 boats.<br />
Also in the works was transferring all remaining Pier 1 moorage to<br />
14th Street. In 1965, the <strong>Port</strong> decided to phase out the old <strong>Everett</strong><br />
Yacht Club basin with all <strong>of</strong> the boats going to 14th Street. The <strong>Port</strong><br />
also considered building a new <strong>Everett</strong> Yacht Club building at 14th<br />
Street. The new moorage in the early part <strong>of</strong> 1965 was generating<br />
more than $91,000 a year at the 14th Street Basin, now called<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> Yacht Basin, and was nearly 100 percent occupied.<br />
<strong>Commercial</strong> <strong>Fishing</strong> in the 1960s and 1970s<br />
The commercial fishing industry was healthy. In June 1967, it was<br />
noted that the forest <strong>of</strong> masts that marked the favorite docking<br />
place for <strong>Everett</strong>’s fishing fleet was gone. The purse seiners tied up<br />
on both sides <strong>of</strong> Fishermen’s Dock were now spread from Puget<br />
Sound to Alaska, the tall-masted trollers were out on the Pacific,<br />
and the gillnetters moved in and out with the hours <strong>of</strong> darkness.<br />
The dock was a constantly changing scene. Paul Martinis Sr. hadn’t<br />
gone to Alaska since 1960, but most <strong>of</strong> the other regulars did.<br />
By 1969, only Paul Martinis Jr. in the Dreamland was headed to<br />
Alaska’s Aleutian chain. It was the first year Andy Marincovich<br />
didn’t go to Alaska. <strong>Fishing</strong> was slowing down with fewer bound<br />
for Alaska.<br />
The 1970s saw more improvements in the Fishermen’s Dock area.<br />
A new hoist was constructed in the gillnet area and American Pile<br />
Driving Company built a new gillnet dock. It accommodated 26<br />
new berths for the 85 boats homeported there. The <strong>Port</strong> installed a<br />
new waterline and electrical system that included metered power<br />
for each berth. The gillnet sheds were set up in the Morris boat
uilding, which later became known as the Mall Building. They were located about<br />
halfway down the building in the raised portion. Each storage area was two feet by four<br />
feet, surrounded with chicken wire, and had a lock. Gillnetters didn’t need the space the<br />
purse seiners did. Later, the gillnetters’ storage area was moved into the purse seiners’<br />
net shed building. By this time there were about 40 slots and 15 purse seiners.<br />
The <strong>Port</strong> spelled out the uses <strong>of</strong> the net sheds. The purpose <strong>of</strong> net shed was to store and<br />
maintain fishing gear, webbing, netting, and other equipment used by the commercial<br />
fishermen. Rules called for no smoking, no gasoline, no cars, no testing <strong>of</strong> motors, no<br />
solvents, no paint thinners, no glass jugs, no blow torch use, no fuses over 20 amperes,<br />
no junk like paint cans or rags, no storage <strong>of</strong> anything flammable, and no parking or<br />
storing <strong>of</strong> equipment in front <strong>of</strong> the net shed doors. Lessees were to keep the area clean,<br />
and clean up shavings daily. Drums <strong>of</strong> oil for soaking wire must be covered. Spilled oil<br />
and paint must be cleaned up promptly. The <strong>Port</strong> could go into the sheds for regular fire<br />
department checks. A stall occupant had to have a commercial fishing boat moored at<br />
the <strong>Port</strong>.<br />
The Boldt Decision<br />
Everything in the local commercial fishing industry changed in February 1974 with<br />
United States vs. Washington, better known as the Boldt Decision for United States<br />
District Court Judge George Boldt, who heard the case. The decision, <strong>of</strong>ten called “a bolt<br />
from the blue,” was the final chapter in the definition <strong>of</strong> tribal and other citizens’ fishing<br />
rights. The federal government sued the state <strong>of</strong> Washington to honor the treaties.<br />
Judge Boldt ruled that the tribes <strong>of</strong> the country and the state, under treaty rights<br />
that dated to the 1850s, had the right to harvest 50 percent <strong>of</strong> the fish, and that nontreaty<br />
fishermen could take the same amount. While members <strong>of</strong> the tribes felt what<br />
rightfully was theirs was finally returned to them, non-native fishermen saw it as unfair<br />
and a giveaway to the Native Americans. It caused a rather small local Native American<br />
commercial fishing industry to grow, and threatened the existing industry to its very<br />
foundations. <strong>Fishing</strong> was never the same after the Boldt Decision. The Native Americans<br />
here and in Alaska didn’t create much competition before the decision. After this the<br />
tribal fishermen played a significant role in the commercial fishing industry.<br />
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The Beginning <strong>of</strong> the End<br />
By the mid 1980s the fishing industry was in decline. Matt Marincovich once commented<br />
that every year, the boats got more complicated and every year the fish got scarcer. The<br />
downward spiral continued through the 1990s and into the turn <strong>of</strong> the century. <strong>Everett</strong><br />
residents owned 32 fishing vessels in 2000. Once a beehive <strong>of</strong> activity, the Fishermen’s<br />
Dock had little going on as <strong>of</strong> 2010. Some purse seiners and gillnetters remained at the<br />
dock. However, the fleet was but a shadow <strong>of</strong> its glory days. There were only a few boats<br />
compared to the large fleet from decades gone by. At the time <strong>of</strong> the Boldt decision, the<br />
tribes didn’t have enough commercial boats to catch all they were allowed. Today, they<br />
have a sophisticated fleet and support staff.<br />
While the Boldt decision had a major impact, many other factors contributed to the<br />
demise <strong>of</strong> the local commercial fishing industry. First, <strong>of</strong> course, were the dwindling<br />
fish runs. Everything was scarcer, especially the premium salmon species. One reason<br />
was overfishing. The Department <strong>of</strong> Fisheries was not a resource manager; its charter<br />
was to only manage the fishing industries. In 2008, the salmon declines necessitated<br />
reducing the number <strong>of</strong> fishing days each season and the number <strong>of</strong> fish that could be<br />
kept. Another reason for lower runs was the deterioration <strong>of</strong> the traditional spawning<br />
grounds. Urban sprawl, clearcut logging and the use <strong>of</strong> fertilizer were among the factors<br />
that have compromised the streams and rivers to which the salmon return.<br />
Another problem for the industry came from the advent <strong>of</strong> farmed salmon. Salmon<br />
raised in net pens in British Columbia, Norway, and Chile sent prices in a downhill spiral.<br />
In the 1970s and 1980s, troll-caught Chinook were selling for $4 to $5 a pound. By the<br />
mid-1990s the same fish sold for only $1.60 a pound, because <strong>of</strong> the competition from<br />
the farm fish.<br />
The advance in fishing industry technology was a double-edged sword; the job was<br />
less taxing, but it made it easier to overfish. Too many commercial fishing licenses<br />
spurred a governmental program <strong>of</strong> buying back licenses. Before buybacks, 1,200 purse<br />
seiners and 400 gillnetters were registered in the state. In 2006, there were 202 and 75,<br />
respectively. Another problem was the expense <strong>of</strong> the industry. Costs continued to rise<br />
for food, fuel, and insurance.<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> lacked local processors in later years. The last <strong>of</strong> these was gone by the 1990s.<br />
Other support businesses for the fleet had moved as well. Treaties with Canada also
educed the size <strong>of</strong> the commercial catch. Still another problem was the difficulty<br />
securing reliable crews. Once, crewmen eagerly lined up for a chance to go fishing, and<br />
stood to make a lot money in a good season. In recent years, there was little guarantee<br />
they would make enough. What used to be a coveted job for college students was no<br />
longer the case. Crews were paid less as catches were uncertain. Finally, the increasing<br />
emphasis on pleasure boating was reducing the space for the fishing fleet. The <strong>Everett</strong><br />
Yacht Basin, the traditional home <strong>of</strong> the fishing fleet, was transitioning to a pleasure<br />
boat marina.<br />
A comeback for the <strong>Everett</strong> commercial fishing industry is clearly a long shot. However,<br />
while fishing is not as economically significant to the economy as it was in the past,<br />
fishermen here continued to participate in crabbing, and fishing for bottom fish, salmon<br />
and other species. Some, like <strong>Everett</strong> fisherman Greg Elwood, were seeing a resurgence<br />
as <strong>of</strong> 2008. Local gillnetters were making a modest comeback. There’s still the sheer<br />
thrill <strong>of</strong> pulling in a full net on beautiful Puget Sound or in Alaska, and the good feeling<br />
<strong>of</strong> knowing you’re feeding people. In 2010, commercial fishermen no longer have to<br />
row the skiff to set nets or haul them in by hand. They have boat computers, global<br />
positioning systems, and other electronic devices to make things easier. They have their<br />
cell phones to keep in touch.<br />
The net sheds were a physical sign <strong>of</strong> a strong fishing industry that had dwindled to<br />
almost nothing in 2010. It wasn’t always that way. In the heyday <strong>of</strong> fishing, before the<br />
1974 Boldt decision, the shed doors were wide open and the place was buzzing with<br />
activity. Five or six men were inside working, even in the winter. The skipper was nearby<br />
at the dock working on the boat. Some used the shipyard next door, taking the boats up<br />
the marine railway, also called “the ways.” There was much work and upkeep; something<br />
always required work, be it a pump, motor, or net problem. The nets were hung and the<br />
entire crew worked on them, patching holes. It was expensive keeping a purse seiner in<br />
good working order and any work you could do yourself helped. Some <strong>of</strong> the men could<br />
do almost anything. Jim Leese was one <strong>of</strong> them, with his welding and woodworking<br />
skills. George Schindler could build almost anything.<br />
By the turn <strong>of</strong> the century the net sheds weren’t the busy places they had been, but they<br />
still had the unique and colorful culture that had developed during their 50-plus years<br />
<strong>of</strong> history. Clearly the sheds were a social center — a men’s club where those who loved<br />
the sea could gather. It was where fishermen went on their days <strong>of</strong>f. They would meet<br />
after the season to discuss who caught what and where. If a shed door was open they<br />
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Co-author Lawrence<br />
O’Donnell is shown in<br />
front <strong>of</strong> the net sheds<br />
at the time <strong>of</strong> their<br />
demolition in April<br />
2008.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Douglas C. O’Donnell<br />
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would go in and perhaps help<br />
a fellow fisherman with a job.<br />
The men reworked their net<br />
sheds to suit their purposes.<br />
Some built l<strong>of</strong>ts in them.<br />
Tony Martinis Sr. devised a<br />
screen door on his that hung<br />
from the rafters; it covered<br />
the entire doorway and<br />
promoted air circulation. Paul<br />
V. Martinis had a back door on<br />
his. That made two openings<br />
if there was a jam in the net.<br />
In the summer it provided<br />
welcome ventilation.<br />
A great deal <strong>of</strong> camaraderie was developed at the net sheds. If newcomers learned how<br />
to joke with the old-timers, they earned their respect. Nick Barhanovich was among<br />
the many colorful personalities. He could be found sitting in his easy chair in front <strong>of</strong> his<br />
shed Number 5 if no one else was around. As others showed up they’d sit around and<br />
visit about the life and times on the fishing grounds. On a daily basis you might find Nick<br />
playing pinochle with George Schindler, Babe Joncich, Dick Leese, and other fishing oldtimers.<br />
The sheds were a man’s home away from home. Perhaps Nick might reminisce<br />
about coming here from the town <strong>of</strong> Bol on the island <strong>of</strong> Brac in Croatia, or maybe the<br />
time in 1957 when he caught 15,000 sockeye in one set. He used the money from that<br />
tremendous catch toward building his family home on Rucker Avenue. Nick was an<br />
expert at mending nets and <strong>of</strong>ten other fishermen came to him for repair work. When<br />
he was done with the nets, they looked brand new.<br />
The Demise <strong>of</strong> the Net Sheds<br />
When it was announced in 2007 that the net sheds were to be demolished, it was a<br />
sad time for the fishermen. Jim Leese was sorry to hear that the net sheds would be<br />
removed; he and his brother had leased net sheds. Ross Utley had to get a trailer to<br />
move everything out <strong>of</strong> his. Before the sheds were torn down, they were full <strong>of</strong> artifacts.<br />
Some had makeshift “net shed sales.” There was a lot <strong>of</strong> nostalgia during the sales <strong>of</strong><br />
artifacts such as corks made <strong>of</strong> cedar. Jim Leese said that <strong>of</strong> his three generations worth
<strong>of</strong> treasures, some went to his garage, some went on a free pile and<br />
some went to his sale. The items that sold the fastest were three sets<br />
<strong>of</strong> skiff oars he had used as a kid.<br />
Before the net sheds were razed, fisherman Jerry Solie noted the irony<br />
<strong>of</strong> the sign posted “no fishing.” Demolition on the net sheds began the<br />
week <strong>of</strong> March 31, 2008. The sheds are gone and Nick Barhanovich has<br />
passed away, but his son Jerry still has the “5” that once hung on the<br />
Barhanovich net shed door. It is a prized possession.<br />
Fisherman’s Tribute Statue Born<br />
The imminent razing <strong>of</strong> the net sheds was the impetus for a group to<br />
form with the goal <strong>of</strong> erecting a memorial to the fishermen who had<br />
been part <strong>of</strong> the cultural and economic development <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>. The<br />
effort was spearheaded by Kay Zuanich and Barbara (Martinis) Piercey.<br />
They worried that in a few short years there would be nothing left <strong>of</strong><br />
the once-great fleet, and people would forget its impact on <strong>Everett</strong>.<br />
They also felt that the history should be recorded while people who<br />
could remember it in its early days were still around. They traveled 60<br />
miles north to visit the fishing memorial in Bellingham, Washington,<br />
and enlisted the help <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> <strong>Port</strong> Commissioners Jim Shaffer, Don Hopkins and Phil<br />
Bannan, and <strong>Port</strong> Director John Mohr. Jerry Barhanovich agreed to join the committee<br />
as a spokesman for the group, creating a presentation to drum up interest. Margaret<br />
(Separovich) Barhanovich, Jerry’s mother, made a sizeable financial contribution to the<br />
project and they were <strong>of</strong>f and running.<br />
Others who threw their support to the project were Mary (Barhanovich) Sievers, John<br />
Martinis Sr., Dr. Roland Hublou, Jim Leese Sr., Augie Mardesich, Paul Martinis, Butch<br />
Barcott, Ken Olsen, Ron Rochon, Mike Benbow, and Marci Dehm. Erv and Frauna<br />
(Barcott) Hoglund <strong>of</strong>fered to host a fundraiser by providing a spaghetti feed at Our Lady<br />
<strong>of</strong> Perpetual Help Parish’s Hensen Hall. The Hoglunds generously donated the meal and<br />
their labor to help the cause. In the meantime, local artist Bernie Webber donated a<br />
watercolor <strong>of</strong> the net sheds. Titled The Last Set, it depicted a purse seiner setting its net<br />
in front <strong>of</strong> the net sheds. The symbolism was obvious; with no fish for a set, soon the<br />
sheds would also be gone. Two hundred prints were made and sold at the fundraiser.<br />
Fisherman’s Tribute<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
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<strong>Everett</strong> Fish Company<br />
owner Steve Chase is<br />
shown with some <strong>of</strong><br />
his employees in this<br />
1951 photograph.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Otto Chase<br />
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Jerry Barhanovich designed and donated a<br />
Fisherman’s Tribute Hat. They too were sold<br />
at the spaghetti dinner. The co-chairs thought<br />
that a book on fishing would be appropriate<br />
and another good source <strong>of</strong> funds. RaeJean<br />
Hasenoehrl donated her time and talent to author<br />
the book, which was published by Arcadia Press.<br />
Lloyd Weller, Cheryl Ann Healey, Katy Brekke, Julie<br />
Albright, Melissa Holzinger, and Margaret Riddle<br />
helped with the book. It was released in time for<br />
Christmas 2007, and proceeds were designated<br />
to the memorial project. The Fisherman’s Tribute,<br />
a memorial to all who fished out <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>, was<br />
expected to be completed in 2011 and be located in the plaza outside the new <strong>Port</strong><br />
administration building in the North Waterfront.<br />
North Waterfront Fish Processing<br />
The fishermen and their boats were the major part <strong>of</strong> the fishing industry in the North<br />
Waterfront but they weren’t the only ones. Several ancillary businesses also existed<br />
there. Among these were fish processing plants.<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> Fish Company<br />
Though seafood processing had an <strong>Everett</strong> history that could be traced to the early years<br />
<strong>of</strong> the 20th century, no plant operated in the North Waterfront until 1944. An August<br />
26, 1944 <strong>Everett</strong> Herald article noted that a 58- by 115-foot two-story building was being<br />
constructed at a bayfront site that eventually would have the address 1520 Norton<br />
Avenue and would house the Bozeman Canning Company. In fewer than two years,<br />
the company was known as the Pictsweet Canning Company. On May 5, 1947, Steve<br />
Chase announced that he had purchased Pictsweet’s fish canning plant. It was a family<br />
line <strong>of</strong> work — his grandfather <strong>of</strong> the same name had earlier operated fish processing<br />
companies in Maine, Seattle, and <strong>Everett</strong>. Young Steve began the operation as the Chase<br />
Seafood Company. At some point, Nick J. Radovich and Claude Meehan joined Chase<br />
as partners. By 1957, the firm was known as the <strong>Everett</strong> Fish Company, which had been<br />
the name <strong>of</strong> Chase’s grandfather’s company. Chase was president, Radovich was vice
president, and Meehan was secretary-treasurer. Sometime in the 1960s, Chase and<br />
Radovich bought out Meehan and became 50/50 owners <strong>of</strong> the company. These were<br />
busy days in the fish business. In January 1962, the <strong>Everett</strong> Fish Company got its biggest<br />
load to date <strong>of</strong> fish brought in by one boat. The Regina from Seattle unloaded 65,000<br />
pounds <strong>of</strong> black cod, 25,000 pounds <strong>of</strong> red snapper, 10,000 pounds <strong>of</strong> sole, and 5,000<br />
pounds <strong>of</strong> mixed cod. The 105,000 pounds <strong>of</strong> fish came from the Washington coast<br />
waters near Destruction Island.<br />
The company took a huge step forward with the addition <strong>of</strong> a new 1.3 million pound<br />
capacity cold storage and freezing unit in early 1964. The <strong>Everett</strong> Fish Company entered<br />
into the business <strong>of</strong> air freighting frozen seafood to points around the globe. Delicacies<br />
such as salmon, crab, and sole were going from <strong>Everett</strong> to places like New York, San<br />
Francisco, Copenhagen, Hong Kong, Honolulu, and Zurich. In a 2008 interview, Otto<br />
Chase, Steve’s son, had recollections about working in the plant as a youngster. In<br />
those busy years he remembered the large freezing area where he was admonished<br />
not to damage the salmon’s tail because it would affect the price that could be asked<br />
for the fish. Otto didn’t work on the fillet line but his brother and sister did. Crab was<br />
still being shucked and canned, but by this time very few other products were being<br />
canned. Salmon were “dressed” and certain fish were smoked or kippered. Otto recalls<br />
processing a lot <strong>of</strong> manila clams one summer. “I took the last two weeks <strong>of</strong>f that<br />
summer to go hitchhiking,” he said.<br />
“While in the Phoenix, Arizona area,<br />
I went into a Safeway store. There<br />
were dozens <strong>of</strong> bags <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> Fish<br />
Company clams in the frozen fish<br />
area. That was cool.” Otto Chase<br />
estimates there were perhaps<br />
60 to 70 employees during those<br />
peak years.<br />
In November 1973, Steve Chase and<br />
Nick Radovich sold the <strong>Everett</strong> Fish<br />
Company to Balfour, Guthrie and<br />
Company Ltd. <strong>of</strong> San Francisco. An<br />
additional cold storage area was<br />
constructed in the mid-1970s, but<br />
the bottom was falling out <strong>of</strong> the<br />
In this mid-1950s<br />
photograph, the<br />
gillnetters are berthed<br />
on the left while the<br />
larger purse seiners<br />
are on the right with<br />
the net sheds in the<br />
background. The large<br />
vessel in the center<br />
background is believed<br />
to be the old wooden<br />
ferry, Rosario, which<br />
at this time housed<br />
a seafood canning<br />
operation.<br />
Pringle and Eklund<br />
photograph<br />
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fishing industry. Balfour, Guthrie closed the plant and it sat idle for several years until an<br />
East Coast family named Steuart tried to make it work in the 1980s. Steuart Seafoods<br />
struggled along for nearly a decade, finally disappearing around 1992. Olympic Seafoods<br />
made a run and then also folded. Around 1996, the first non-fish processing enterprise,<br />
Scuttlebutt Brewing Company, took over the ground floor <strong>of</strong> the original facility, but not<br />
the cold storage buildings.<br />
Sheerer Canning Company<br />
Another cannery was the Sheerer Canning Company. This seafood processor had a<br />
brief stay in the North Waterfront. The company utilized an old wooden ferry boat, the<br />
Rosario, which was moored at 14th Street Dock from the summer <strong>of</strong> 1954 until late fall<br />
that same year. The vessel, once known for its <strong>Everett</strong> to Whidbey Island run, housed a<br />
cannery and warehouse on the main level and storage and crew facilities on the upper<br />
deck. In August 1954, a workforce <strong>of</strong> 20 was canning about 400 cases <strong>of</strong> salmon a day.<br />
Eugene Sheerer and his son Robert operated the family-owned firm. The plan was to<br />
begin canning shellfish after December 1954, but by that time the Rosario had a new<br />
location. The 156- by 40-foot craft was taken up the Snohomish River and placed on<br />
dry land at 3862 Railroad Avenue. City directories show the cannery at that address<br />
through 1966.<br />
Anton Mardesich<br />
Significant people<br />
Anton Mardesich is considered the father <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Everett</strong> commercial fishing industry.<br />
Born February 22, 1879, Old Tony left his hometown <strong>of</strong> Komiza on the Dalmatian Coast<br />
at the age <strong>of</strong> 17. He arrived in this country at Ellis Island and then rode the rails across<br />
the country to Puget Sound. Arriving in <strong>Everett</strong> in 1898, he was the first <strong>of</strong> the many<br />
Slavs who settled here and became involved in fishing. Tony spent much time on the<br />
waterfront working in the mills, canneries, and fish markets. He witnessed the salmon<br />
fishing industry progress from small boats with sails and oars in local waters to diesel<br />
powered boats, including 75-foot vessels that went to Alaska. For years, his purse seiner,<br />
the Tatoosh, renamed the Dorothy Joan by his sons, was one that made the annual trek<br />
to Alaska. He was a member <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> Elks Lodge and the Yugoslav-American Citizens’
Club <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>. He and his wife, Jelica or Helen (Marincovich), had four daughters and<br />
two sons: Winnie (Mrs. Tony Martinis), Barbara (Mrs. Henry Weborg), Dorothy (Mrs. Don<br />
Dawson), Helen (Mrs. Warren Phillips), John, and Pete. After Jelica died, Tony married<br />
Lillian. Tony died March 14, 1941. His funeral was at Immaculate Conception Church. He<br />
was only 62 when he died but was spared living through the death <strong>of</strong> both <strong>of</strong> his sons,<br />
who perished on the Dorothy Joan a little more than four years later.<br />
Paul A. Martinis Sr.<br />
Paul A. Martinis Sr. was born December 26, 1893, in Komiza, Yugoslavia. He arrived in<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> in 1921 and went on to become the patriarch <strong>of</strong> the Martinis fishing family<br />
<strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>, and arguably the patriarch <strong>of</strong> the entire <strong>Everett</strong> purse seiner fleet. Before<br />
reporting to several years <strong>of</strong> military service in the Austro-Hungarian army, Paul decided<br />
to leave for the United States in 1913. He took with him a few dollars and great fishing<br />
knowledge gained from his father since early childhood. He came to the West Coast,<br />
landing in Astoria, Oregon, before moving on to Tacoma. He fished near Anacortes and<br />
eventually built his dream boat the Northland, where he took over the role <strong>of</strong> captain<br />
for the first time and sailed to the Bering Sea. It was a risky venture but he succeeded in<br />
opening the way for others to fish in Alaska. Eventually his younger brothers Vince, Tony,<br />
and Matt joined him and for years they were known as the “highliners” <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Everett</strong><br />
purse seiner fleet.<br />
The Martinis team was highly competitive—you didn’t dare cork them! Paul was<br />
successful because he understood the tides and currents and how the salmon traveled<br />
in different areas. He understood fish—some said he could even think like a fish. They<br />
used to say the fish would not come into Puget Sound until Paul Martinis got back from<br />
Alaska. The veteran leader was the acknowledged “King” <strong>of</strong> the fishing community<br />
here. On May 5, 1956, Paul Martinis, aka “Kingfish,” was honored by the <strong>Everett</strong> Elks at<br />
the club’s annual Fishermen’s Night celebration. Fishermen came from as far away as<br />
Bellingham and Tacoma to honor Martinis. A telegraph was sent from President Dwight<br />
Eisenhower and letters came from Senator Henry Jackson, Congressman Jack Westland,<br />
Governor Arthur Langlie, and several other dignitaries. Steve Chase was chairman<br />
<strong>of</strong> the committee in charge <strong>of</strong> the fete, and Harold Walsh made the presentation, a<br />
chronometer set. Of course, the fare was a salmon barbecue. The president’s message<br />
read, “In many aspects your life has been truly a typical American story,” while the<br />
governor stated, “As one <strong>of</strong> the Pacific Coast’s most successful salmon fishermen during<br />
the past 40 years, you have not only brought distinction to your family, but prosperity to<br />
Paul A. Martinis Sr.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Dr. Andrew Martinis<br />
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August P. Mardesich<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Lawrence E. O’Donnell<br />
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all the citizens <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong> who have been associated with you.” The day was set aside by<br />
the city commissioners as Paul Martinis Day.<br />
He was a life member <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Everett</strong> Elks and Knights <strong>of</strong> Columbus, a board member <strong>of</strong><br />
Fishermen’s Packing Corporation, and a member <strong>of</strong> the board <strong>of</strong> the Bank <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>.<br />
He and his wife, Pearl, had six children: Winifred Riecken, Paul Jr., Andrew, Vince, John,<br />
and Katie Bopp. Paul Martinis Sr. died August 24, 1974, and his Mass <strong>of</strong> Christian Burial<br />
was held at Our Lady <strong>of</strong> Perpetual Help Church. As was the custom,<br />
his son Paul took over the family business and continued to be a<br />
successful fisherman. Andrew became a heart surgeon, and John<br />
ran a sporting goods store before becoming a Washington state<br />
legislator.<br />
August P. Mardesich<br />
August P. “Augie” Mardesich was born February 11, 1920, to Nicola<br />
“Nick” and Mary (Felando) Mardesich in San Pedro, California.<br />
The family settled in <strong>Everett</strong> in 1928. Augie had one older brother,<br />
Tony, and two younger brothers, Nick Jr. and Joseph. Augie and his<br />
brothers attended schools in <strong>Everett</strong> and fished in Alaska with their<br />
father in the summers. After high school Augie attended Seattle<br />
University, but his education was interrupted by World War II. He<br />
served in the Navy during the war and returned home to graduate<br />
from the University <strong>of</strong> Washington with a law degree. His older<br />
brother, Tony, was elected to the Washington State Legislature in<br />
1949. That summer, all <strong>of</strong> the brothers went fishing in Alaska with their father. A sudden<br />
storm caused their purse seiner to capsize. Nick, Tony, and three others perished in<br />
the mishap. Augie and his younger brothers survived. Augie was appointed to fill his<br />
brother’s seat in the Washington Legislature in 1950, beginning a 28-year career in the<br />
House and later the Senate. He served as majority leader in both houses, and some<br />
considered him the most powerful man in state politics. Augie credited much <strong>of</strong> his<br />
ability to work in Olympia to his experiences while fishing — perhaps those experiences<br />
made him understand the big picture. Close encounters and chance survivals presented<br />
the enduring characteristic <strong>of</strong> a man who could manage himself. As <strong>of</strong> 2010, Augie was<br />
retired. He and his wife, Rosemary, were residing in neighboring Mill Creek. They have<br />
six children: Tony, Megan, Monica, Meran, John, and Catherine.
INFLUENCE OF NORTH WATERFRONT<br />
COMMERCIAL FISHING INDUSTRY<br />
ON THE DEVELOpMENT OF EVERETT<br />
<strong>Fishing</strong> was an important part <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong>’s economy. Besides the fishermen, there<br />
were the crew members, fish processing plants, the businesses that sold and<br />
serviced the vessels, those that outfitted the fishermen and boats, the repair shops,<br />
and the fuel companies. Each boat represented a large cash outlay to the city in repair<br />
work and supplies. The boats were stored on the “ways” during the winter and most <strong>of</strong><br />
the materials for the repairs were purchased here. The supplies were secured in <strong>Everett</strong><br />
because the boats were laden with meats and groceries immediately prior to departure.<br />
It was an industry that depended on ancillary support businesses and reached out into<br />
the community. Often these companies, too, were located in the North Waterfront.<br />
Entire families were involved in the support businesses that accompanied the fleet.<br />
Companies like Wold Hardware furnished material for the boats. Grocers like Ransics<br />
Store and 25th Street Market stocked food for the trips. Butchers like Hausmann’s<br />
provided meat. Everything for fishing was purchased here in <strong>Everett</strong>.<br />
Had a commercial fleet not existed in <strong>Everett</strong>, there might not have been funds to<br />
dredge the fishing channels. It is safe to say that improvements took place in the<br />
North Waterfront because <strong>of</strong> the presence <strong>of</strong> the <strong>Everett</strong> fishing fleet. Since it involved<br />
significantly fewer people, commercial fishing didn’t impact the city the way the lumber<br />
and shingle mills did. <strong>Fishing</strong> did, however, leave its mark on <strong>Everett</strong>. Like the lumber and<br />
shingle industry, fishing was an extractive industry. The work certainly required skills, but<br />
they could be learned on the job without any college education. One might think that<br />
college would not have seemed important to the fishing families, but nothing could be<br />
farther from the truth. The first generation fishing families had a rudimentary education,<br />
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perhaps not a high school degree. Their English was broken. The second generation<br />
was expected to learn English, the language <strong>of</strong> the new land. The first generation saw<br />
education as the answer for an easier, perhaps more successful life, for their children.<br />
Many insisted their children go to college. This was an even higher priority for the<br />
third generation. <strong>Everett</strong> Herald Business Editor Mike Benbow wrote several articles on<br />
the declining fishing industry in October 2006 and came away amazed at the Croatian<br />
culture and its effect on the city. While the oldest son might be expected to carry on the<br />
fishing business, younger sons were expected to graduate from college perhaps to be<br />
doctors or other pr<strong>of</strong>essionals.<br />
Daughters likely would graduate with education degrees and become teachers. This<br />
immigrant population cared about education and sent their children to college at a time<br />
when others didn’t. Jerry Barhanovich, second generation, said his father expected him<br />
and his brother and sister to get college degrees. The Slavic fishing people exemplified<br />
<strong>Everett</strong>’s culture. They were a hard-working people, who, like the city in general, didn’t<br />
put on airs or fancy dress. Like the city, they were not pretentious. They continue to have<br />
a big effect on this city to this day — their community is still here and involved.<br />
The fishing may no longer be the driving force in their lives, but they’re the same kind <strong>of</strong><br />
folks. Although they have assimilated themselves into the American melting pot, a part<br />
<strong>of</strong> the old culture lives on. The Croatians and Norwegians who built <strong>Everett</strong>’s fleet were<br />
large contributors to the city’s ethnic culture, its church community, and its leadership<br />
core. Many <strong>of</strong> their descendents are today’s bankers, doctors, lawmakers, and teachers.<br />
Being a tight-knit and proud people, they didn’t complain as the fishing industry waned,<br />
but continued to work hard, perhaps fishing in untried waters. They helped each other<br />
out — a culture that took care <strong>of</strong> their own didn’t ask for help from outsiders. They were<br />
mutually supportive and dependent. When they first came here they worked hard and<br />
sponsored another family member’s arrival, and another and another. Also, they were<br />
simply very hard-working, hard-partying, “appreciate the value <strong>of</strong> the dollar” kind <strong>of</strong><br />
people. Families were traditional, where the wife usually did not work outside the home,<br />
but ran the household. There were few women on the boats on the fishing grounds. The<br />
men were physically strong, and a traditional stereotype <strong>of</strong> masculinity.<br />
The Slavs had a great impact on the local Catholic churches. Serious Catholics,<br />
they donated generously to both parishes in <strong>Everett</strong>. If you check the plaque in the<br />
Immaculate Conception Church building, you’ll find that many <strong>of</strong> Slavs contributed to<br />
the new building erected in 1967.
Many <strong>of</strong> the fishermen belonged to the <strong>Everett</strong> Elks Lodge and the<br />
<strong>Everett</strong> Golf and Country Club. They also went into leadership positions.<br />
While early fishermen were not on bank boards like early mill owners<br />
were, the situation had changed by the time the Bank <strong>of</strong> <strong>Everett</strong><br />
was chartered in 1962. Mill owners weren’t on the board, but Paul<br />
Martinis was on the founding board. Other board members were Joe<br />
Lucin and Steve Chase. August Mardesich, who went to college at his<br />
dad’s insistence, rose to Senator Majority Leader in the Washington<br />
State Senate and was one <strong>of</strong> the most powerful people in the state<br />
government. His two younger brothers became doctors. John Martinis<br />
ran a sports fishing shop and spent many years as a Washington State<br />
legislator. He served five years on the Pacific State Marine Fisheries<br />
Council.<br />
Local commercial fishing also provided countless summer jobs for the<br />
youth in <strong>Everett</strong>. Many attributed their fishing experience as something<br />
that created a strong foundation for their future. Ron Rochon, an<br />
architect as <strong>of</strong> 2010, fished on Frank Barcott’s boat the Lemes, and on<br />
the Point Defiance with Butch Barcott. He felt there was an easier life and that he should<br />
go to school. His grandfather encouraged him to do so.<br />
Retired commercial airline pilot Erv Hoglund fished on the Lemes, too, while in college<br />
and working on his master’s degree at Seattle University. Erv marveled at his father-inlaw,<br />
Frank Barcott Sr., when he was fishing. Frank was a mellow personality but when<br />
he was fishing, his concentration and dedication couldn’t be broken. Frank knew he had<br />
to make money to support his family, but also he had to make money for his crew. Erv<br />
recalled in a 2008 interview that Frank <strong>of</strong>ten said it was the farmers and fishermen who<br />
put food on the table. Erv fished with Butch Barcott, too. All in all, Erv said fishing was a<br />
positive experience. It could be fun even when they didn’t make money.<br />
Ray Stephanson, serving his second term as <strong>Everett</strong> Mayor in 2010, went fishing for the<br />
first time at age 13, helping Jack Metcalf (later a U.S. Representative from the Second<br />
Congressional District). Later, Ray worked summers on Dick Leese’s purse seiner Solta<br />
for three years. In a 2008 interview Ray said, “<strong>Fishing</strong> taught me how to work and<br />
work hard.” He worked long days with little sleep. He said they’d match wits, skills, and<br />
knowledge with every other boat out there. The close quarters made the crew watch<br />
out for each other.<br />
Croatian fishing<br />
families attended<br />
Immaculate Conception<br />
Church because<br />
they lived near the<br />
bayfront and their<br />
fishing boats.<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Jack C. O’Donnell collection<br />
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John Martinis<br />
Photo courtesy<br />
Lawrence E. O’Donnell<br />
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Crewing provided jobs for young men who weren’t necessarily<br />
from fishing backgrounds. Tom Hoban, a successful <strong>Everett</strong><br />
businessman as <strong>of</strong> 2010, credits his college education and his<br />
first job to his commercial fishing experience. In the summer<br />
<strong>of</strong> 1982, Tom wandered the fishing dock and basically talked<br />
his way onto Tony Martinis’ purse seiner Barbara Jean. He was<br />
attending Notre Dame University, which was expensive. His<br />
younger siblings were also starting college soon, so he hoped<br />
to make enough fishing to pay for his education. Without that<br />
season, he may not have been able to cover the next year’s<br />
room and board. Tom fished the following summer as well.<br />
He was late to college one fall because <strong>of</strong> a big catch <strong>of</strong> pink<br />
salmon in the San Juans, and still smelling <strong>of</strong> fish and diesel.<br />
When questioned about his arriving late to school, Tom talked<br />
hard, explaining to school administrators that fishing was a job<br />
where the fish decided when you worked. The Notre Dame<br />
administration allowed him to continue his education; Tom<br />
figured the money from the late catch paid the tuition. After<br />
graduation, Tom applied for a job with a major Seattle bank.<br />
During the interview, it was noted that he hadn’t had much<br />
business experience. Tom countered that he had learned enough working his half-share<br />
on the purse seiner to pay for the education he figured would be a ticket to a better<br />
life. As <strong>of</strong> 2010, Tom Hoban runs Coast Real Estate Services with his brother Shawn in<br />
downtown <strong>Everett</strong>. Looking back he reflected, “I’m in business now and sometimes<br />
things can get a little heated in the business world. But I’ve never experienced anything<br />
like the excitement when the fish are running.”<br />
Young men indeed learned much about life while fishing. On purse seiners they<br />
found how to be part <strong>of</strong> a crew, or team, and have communal respect. They had to<br />
be responsible for their part <strong>of</strong> the work, despite the different personalities involved.<br />
They gained respect for the elements and learned how to take risks in less dangerous<br />
situations. If something broke they had to fix it. Most will tell you they grew up fast while<br />
fishing, and returned with a feeling <strong>of</strong> self-sufficiency. They also came home with some<br />
lifelong friends, other members <strong>of</strong> the crew.
Some families couldn’t separate themselves from fishing; it was part <strong>of</strong> them. Frank<br />
Barcott’s tombstone at <strong>Everett</strong>’s Evergreen Cemetery has a purse seiner etched into<br />
it. Nearby, his brother Joe’s marker similarly has a gillnetter carved in stone. This<br />
exemplifies the pride that went with commercial fishing. The Barcotts’ brothers were<br />
also in commercial fishing and their sisters married fishermen.<br />
Glamour and romance undoubtedly accompany fishing. <strong>Everett</strong> Herald’s Mike<br />
Benbow said during his many interviews that the fishing families were proud <strong>of</strong> their<br />
heritage, and their eyes would always light up when they talked about fishing. It<br />
may have been hard work from the boat, but it looked like a real adventure from the<br />
shore. The independent, freewheeling, afraid-<strong>of</strong>-nothing sort <strong>of</strong> guy had a persona<br />
akin to a cowboy.<br />
Perhaps Paul Piercey, a descendent <strong>of</strong> the Norwegian and Croatian fishing cultures <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>Everett</strong>, summed it up best when in 1966 he wrote, “With the challenges I have faced<br />
and overcome in fishing, I can see why my ancestors would be able to face the challenge<br />
<strong>of</strong> leaving their homeland for a better life. That’s basically what fishing is; we leave home<br />
to face the uncertain and deal with whatever comes up, in our effort to provide a better<br />
life… It is the adrenaline — intoxicating, addicting adrenaline — that keeps us coming<br />
back.” <strong>Fishing</strong> is his metaphor for life.<br />
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