As October became November the beach to the left of the Lighthouse was a swarm of activity.

Admiral Curtis remained on the job. He had help from Gino Breur the son of one of the would be owners. Gino had escaped from behind the Iron Curtain in a small boat. It was an extraordinary act of bravery, crossing 145 miles of the Adriatic Sea. Another sign of the times as the Cold War rode a breeches buoy up to a grounded ship in emerging Scituate.

The Etrusco was shifting and there was an “I don’t want to miss it go off the beach” feeling all through the town. The tides were not quite high enough yet to move the broken vessel off of the rocks. No amount of dynamiting, drilling, trenching, or pulling with the sea anchors had brought the ship off of the shore. On one October tide the ship turned 10 feet. The next day added another 32 feet. It was moving but not very quickly.

The note at the bottom of the article above mentions that 300 people climbed onto Mrs. Russo’s porch to avoid a downpour. The porch sunk 2 inches with the crowd.

With Thanksgiving and Christmas around the corner, Scituate Harbor merchants ran this add. The choices were few except for the liquor stores. Town life continued even with the continued onslaught of crowds and the anticipation of the end of what had become a long story.

The two worlds sit side by side in this headline. Dwight Eisenhower was reelected to the presidency defeating Adlai Stevenson and the Etrusco was still stuck.

The tale wraps up with one more installment in two weeks.