The Whiskey Boat (1933)
parched throats sought relief. The shallow water of Burnt Ship Creek near
North Tonawanda meanders inland from the Niagara River through mostly desolate
countryside. In the middle of a summer night in 1932 an old Richardson
general service boat with two armed guards on deck makes its way slowly
toward a ramshackle dock. The Amiee-Gee’s sits low in the water, its muffled
inboard engine is hardly audible above the familiar sound of night creatures.
Faint wisps of smoke rise above the vessels gurgling wake. Waiting on shore
a well-dressed man and woman stand next to a 1926 Cadillac while two men
carefully back a Buffalo stake truck into position. The rumrunner had been
traveling undercover of a cloudy sky most of the evening, but a light breeze
has cleared the way for a full moon to coolly and dangerously light the
landscape. The peaceful scene carries an uneasy tension as the two parties
prepare for their rendezvous.