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Men for My Rivers – Part Two
By Homer Hirt
The first cargo to be shipped out of the new Jackson County Port near Sneads, Florida, was a barge-load of crushed automobiles. Full sized autos were flattened in a hydraulic machine and were stacked by the large American crane into the open hopper barges. The stacks were well above the gunwales of the barges, towering another six to eight feet, and secured with steel cables. 0ne day we stood on the pier and watched as from downstream a push boat, propelled by a huge stern wheel and seemingly from out of the past, slowly made the turn at the Gulf Power plant, and then turned again and approached the pier from upstream. The deckhand scrambled to rig wires to the first barge, and to tighten them with winches so that the boat and the barge was as one. Then up the ladder came the Captain. More