Each year at about this time, I tend to make comments about chasers in the summertime. The temperature outside, up here in Maine, is pushing over 90, which just seems miserable -- until I think about what it would be like to be below decks on a 110' wooden boat in this weather.
This month, a new photo to come across my desk, takes me in another direction: It's a shot of a chaser about to be fitted out as a Coast Guard cutter, and chase liquor smugglers during prohibition.
Let me just pour myself a glass of bourbon, and look through some records to see if I can figure out which chaser it was ...
--Todd Woofenden, editor