We managed to do the Portland Underground tour. It was a walking tour of some of downtown’s history before going underground to the tunnels where ‘shanghaied’ or crimped men were turned into sailors.
The king of crimping in Portland even crimped his teenaged son. When the tour guide asked what we thought the son did when he returned to town after 5 years at sea, I volunteered that he killed his dad. Apparently, that was the wrong answer. The correct answer is, he went into the family business-crimping.
Our tour also included a visit to the famous Portland sign.
And a memorial to the Americans of Japanese descent who were interred during World War II.
Until next time.
Crimp is a new word for me.