I had a friend who worked on a crab boat in the bering straits and he told me that many of his collegues were thrown over the side during storms, or other accidents that would do away with his fellow workers. After five years of seeing people die, he gave it up in spite of the fantastic money he was receiving. So someone, somewhere could have Alaskan crab legs.

I'm sorry about your friend, Sledge.

Love, annamill