The Far Away Bank

by Matt McCleery

“I really do think you’re crazy,” Joe McAleer said matter-of-factly to your humble correspondent as our ancient nine-seat Cessna aircraft plunged 2,000 feet on its way to a dramatic crash into Nantucket Harbor.

I suppose it’s a broker’s business to be calm under pressure, but Mr. McAleer’s ability to dissect a Marine Money article on Marine Transport Lines as our airplane, piloted by a 16 year old girl wearing sweatpants and a Patagonia jacket, flew sideways from Providence, Rhode Island to Nantucket was truly remarkable. For my part, I am not sure what made me more nervous – the red lights flashing on the instrument panel, the fact that our pilot was wearing sunglasses on a very stormy day or that, in Mr. McAleer’s opinion, Jones Acts rates will never go above $22,000 per day.

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