This here is Rudy, the picture does not do him justice because I took it with my phone. Regardless, the man is a B to the A. Rudy has been buying fuel from us for years, he is a local and he has become one of my good friends. Not only does he run his own gillnetter as a post retirement hobby, but he's always got something to say. From words of wisdom, to politics, to introducing me to women, Rudy is quite the wild card.
"Ronnie, you want to know what's wrong with America? Credit cards! Cash is king my friend, when you use cash they can't track you."
(Yelling to another boat at the fuel dock) "Hey Emma!" (Girl looks over) "Emma, come over here and meet Suave Ronnie!"
"Hey Ron, have you talked to Emma yet?" (The nice young lady he introduced me to) 'No Rudy, last I time you told me she was locked up with a fella.' "Well hell Ronnie! That doesn't mean she's off the market, I've been married for years and my wife isn't locked up! You're a commodity Ronnie now start acting like one!"
"So Ronnie, will I see you next year if I'm still alive?" 'Still alive? Rudy you're not that old, you can still jump your ass out of that boat.' "Ah hell Ron, I'm on the wrong side of 60, I just make it look easy."
(This conversation would happen literally every time he came to fuel up) "What do you bet me that I have the exact change?" 'Rudy, I could hear your pockets jingling as you walked. I know you have the exact change.' "Smart man..."
And my favorite saying that I could count on hearing every time, "I got no time to bullshit!"
I'm gonna miss Rudy when I leave Ketchikan, but I know that when I leave he will still be passing on his knowledge and swearing like the sailor he is.
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