"A very young boy," he hastened to add, as Cathy's expression turned to one of disbelief.   "Daddy was a riverman. Back then he was Capt'n of a tugboat. Pushed coal barges up and down the river. Every now and then he'd talk Mama into letting him bring me along. It was me found her, black as a kitten with coal dust where she'd been hiding on one of the barges. Like to scared me to death when I saw her rise up out of the side of that pile of coal."